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