[Verse 1]
It’s like I'm in this 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 burnt, 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 [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
Well I never recovered but tonight I bet ya that what ya
'bout to go through’s tougher than anything I ever 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"

[Hook: Sarah Jaffe]
I flee the scene like it was my last ride
You see right through, oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can 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

[Verse 2]
And to think, I used to think you was the [bad word]  [bad word] To think it was you at one time I worshiped, [bad word] Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it
Not this time, you better go and get the sewing kit, [bad word] Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sew, nitwit
Thought some time had passed and I'd 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, cold
Have you any idea that [bad word] I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pent up 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 of my problems
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm gone
Voosh, and…

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I've been drivin' around your side of this town
Like nine frickin' hours and forty-five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been waitin' 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 duckin' 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 or sympathy; it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential, I peaked
Continue to peep, still bent low
Keep tappin' 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, dag, almost hack up a lung
Like you picked an axe up and 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 cause they suck
It's just me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you hear it we are in a car right now
Wait, [bad word] my favorite lyric: