We've come to grips
At least upset
James Bond, Rocketbear, and I could not have let
this future of your status at last
shake me off

And now that you hate me
Well, I hope you know
that we were only friends because you had a car

Don't even think
now or belate
that you shocked out everyone who could've behaved
or that you thought should keep mellow
But you shook me off like your last meal

But now that you hate me
Well, I hope you know
that we were only friends because you had a car

And when we first met
my friend said you were hitting on me

Scott said I loved you
What a crock of shit
Anyone could deny my selflessness and tell you what a bitch I am
Just ask that boy who's Lithuanian
He'll say verdad

And now that you hate me
Well, I hope you know
that we were only friends because you had a car