It’s like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won’t work
All it takes is one song on the radio you’re right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you [bad word] just [bad word] me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little first
Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt
But I [bad word] for closure
Don’t suppose an explanation I’m owed for
The way that you turned your back on me
Just when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was over
You can just close the chapter
And go about your life, like it was nothing [bad word] mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I’d never recovered but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'bout to go through’s tougher than anything I have suffered
Can’t think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold [bad word]  mind is saying: "let it go, [bad word] this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury this [bad word] alive
Hide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last ride
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the [bad word] But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy

And to think I used to think you was the [bad word]  [bad word] To think it was you at one time I worshipped, [bad word] Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit, [bad word] Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't think cause he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and still [bad word] to get ya
You're wrong and that [bad word] was rotten
And the way you played him, same [bad word] you did to me
Have you any idea that [bad word] I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of resentment I hold on to
Not once you called to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you don't respond to 'em [bad word] it, [bad word] to see you
And gee who better to talk to than you?
The cause to my problems
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm gone

I flee the scene like it was my last ride
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the [bad word] But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy

I've been driving around your side of the town
Like 9 frickin' hours and 45 minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
See, it's sad it came to this point
Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment [bad word] and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, still bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
You don't plan for [bad word] before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost half of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and then swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a [bad word] By one of your fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now who's a [bad word]  you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that [bad word] back as they