Go and take a to a shop in Grant Park You can walk the door and shove the knife in her heart When you her that you can't stand the song anymore The one you two adopted on the prom floor
You can be a Tom and make a big scene Or be MacGyver and cut it clean way there's gonna be blood on the floor When you tell her you don't dig girls anymore
Anymore,
a funny story about a singer named Jed Yeah he caught his girlfriend a woman in bed And, they were watching love with a bottle of wine Having a party like 1999
So he threw the movies and he had a heart attack He jumped in the ocean, he never swam They just stood there except for their socks Feeling cheaper than the in a cracker jack box I think Jed's really gonna wanna rock anymore
Anymore, (I believe it, I can't believe it) Anymore, Anymore, (I believe it, I can't believe it)
Check the exposure, something's wrong this picture I can't see the truth all of the dirty lines Check the something's wrong with this picture All in all your lose your mind
There's a little that you're gonna adore It's kinda like the scene on the cutting room floor It's all fun and 'til you get a black eye You're down in the sewer all the rats why
You can live in love and lie and cheat if you wish, but you That's about as as a satellite dish On a hot pink with a burgundy door With cigarette butts all the floor I don't think my stomach's gonna anymore
Anymore, (I can't it, I can't believe it) Anymore, Anymore, (I can't believe it, I can't it)
the exposure, something's wrong with this picture Check the exposure, something's wrong with this (I believe it, I can't believe it) Check the exposure, wrong with this picture the exposure, something's wrong (I can't believe it, I believe it)
I believe it, I can't believe it I can't believe it, I can't it