Well I heard it all before

But this deserves an explanation

From the underwear on the floor

Please excuse the exclamation

Shit, I thought for a certain that I'd make it through the season

But your skills at love, they sure do suck

So don't give me a better reason



And it's a sad sad situation

That love created jealousy



It's the last sleep you'll get tonight

It's the last fight you'll have to fight

It's the last time I'll be coming around



And I know you know it's true

Everything's on 1 condition

And tell me where the hell you were you

When I came down to the station?

Well I keep a box of sticks and stones in the back seat of my car

Just in case I see your face with another face for you to scar



Don't call

Don't write

You know you've lost it when you still keep trying

But I can't spit back in your face