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Aahh.... |
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Well I heard that you're leavin' (leavin') |
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Gonna leave me far behind (so far behind) |
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'Cause you found a brand new lover |
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You decided that I'm not your kind (aahh..) |
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So I pulled (I pulled) your name out (name out) of my Rolodex (oohh..) |
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And I tore all your pictures in two |
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And I burned down the malt shop where we used to go |
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Just because it reminds me of you (dippity dippity doo) |
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That's right (that's right) you ain't gonna see me cryin' |
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I'm glad (I'm glad) that you found somebody new |
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'Cause I'd rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass |
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Than spend one more minute with you |
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I guess I might seem kinda bitter |
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You got me feeling down in the dumps |
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'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love |
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And I have to use the self-service pumps |
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Oh, so honey, let me help you with that suitcase |
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You ain't (you ain't) gonna break my heart in two |
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'Cause I'd rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my face |
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Than spend one more minute with you |
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I'd rather rip out my intestines with a fork |
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Than watch you going out with other men |
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I'd rather slam my fingers in a door (yah) |
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Again and again and again and again and again |
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Oh, can't you see what I'm tryin' to say, Darlin... |
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I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leeches (leeches) |
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Shove an icepick under a toenail or two |
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I'd rather clean all the bathrooms in Grand Central Station with my tongue |
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Than spend one more minute with you |
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Yes, I'd rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks |
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Or stick my nostrils together with crazy glue |
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I'd rather dive into a swimming pool filled with double-edged razor blades |
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Than spend one more minute with you |
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I'd rather rip my heart right out of my ribcage with my bare hands |
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And then throw it on the floor and stomp on it 'till I die |
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Than spend one more minute with you |
