| I said to the waitress, «hey, another coffee» |
| refills are free, and i’m feeling pretty lonely |
| the diner’s kinda cold and a little bit empty |
| just then she walked in, and she tried to ignore me |
| it’s my ex-wife, and she’s looking kinda sick |
| i recently just learned she’s been blowing crazy shit |
| «oh, baby, how ya been? i haven’t seen you in a bit» |
| «i know we aren’t great friends, but can you take some time and sit, huh?» |
| thanks, hun, you look very pretty |
| i know that you know that i know, and it hurts me so much |
| i can’t help you… i wanted to help you |
| let me please help you |
| how come? |
| how could you do this? |
| you’re so goddamn gorgeous |
| you’re so goddamn selfish |
| i love you to pieces |
| kiddo, i’m dying |
| i’m tired of crying, ok? |
| just stop |
| look what your man’s done |
| he made a mess, and he’s selling me sick |
| i’m so sickening |
| sick of me |
| sick |
| i’m so sickening |
| sick of me |
| sick |
| i’m so sick |
| hey, it’s ok |
| i love you the same like when were just kids |
| oh, babe, it’s just me |
| i know we don’t talk much |
| i love you… please stop this |
| just stop this, just stop it, just stop |
| stop it |
| stop this |
| i can’t sit here and watch while you make yourself sick |
| i’m so sickening |
| sick of what? |
| sickening |
| sick of me |
| sickening |
| sick of her |
| sickening |
| sick of sick |
| my bad |
| i’m an awful example |
| a hypocrite and a cheat |
| so i’m sorry |
| it’s just |
| i won’t let this happen again |
| i let my hair grow |
| and i tried to forget you |
| don’t break my heart |
| and let this shit kill you |
| i can do what i want |
| 'cause my ex-girlfriend don’t give a fuck about |
| jamie devine can do what he wants |
| 'cause his ex-girlfriend don’t give a fuck about |
| all of us got these broken dreams |
| a fractured love over drugs that scream about |
| forcing yourself to do what you want |
| 'cause your next girlfriend will make you write about |
| so all of us can do what we want |
| 'cause our ex-girlfriends don’t give a fuck about |
| sweetheart please! you can’t give up |
| please love yourself and stay with us around |
| i won’t ever know how things end up |
| i miss her lots, but we rarely talk… oh, well |
| oh, jamie please, let’s get a drink |
| i think it’s 'bout time we leave this place, ya know? ya know? ya know? |