I can’t believe I hung around with you
All this time
You drove me crazy with your O.C.D.
Girl, you’re out of your mind
I’m counting on UFO’s to beam me up
I just don’t know how long I can take this [bad word] I’m over it, girl you gotta go
 [bad word] 
It’s over, were over
Just like in crimson and clover
We’re sinking and I’m thinking
How the [bad word] did we get so stupid?
It’s the end, ex-girlfriend
I don’t care what you think of me now
So long you’re gone
This is the breakup song

One more thing before you go
Would you please give me my records back
My Bloody Valentine, The Pixies, Cheap Trick, and Back in Black
You can keep the dog we bought
But you can’t go near the Standard Bar
Don’t hang around, don’t call my friends
The won’t know who you are!
 [bad word] X2]

THIS IS THE BREAKUP SONG!