The words [bad word] I feel terrible 
Is it typical for us to end like this 
I just another scene 
From a movie that you've seen 100 times 
Cause baby you weren't the first or the last or the worst 
And I've got to fill the blanks in the past with a verse 
And we could sit around and cry but frankly your not worth it 
Anymore 

So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that your under 
Lipstick lullabies 
This is sorry for the last time 
And baby I understand that your making new friends 
This is how you get by 
The moral this time is 
Girls make boys cry 

On any other day I'd shoot the boy 
Cause your simple toy 
Had caused a scene like this 
Leave him hanging on the walls 
Just a picture in the hall 
Like 100 more 
Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips 
And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips 
I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix 
For such a simple little [bad word] 

And your name remains the same 
All that has changed is this pretty face 
So pull the trigger 
It never gets closer 
You want to start over 
But never start over