I know I thought I can’t let go Well it’s over He won’t take me back when I come around Says he’s sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around my neck And I’m broken down like a train wreck Can’t let go You told me baby one more time Won’t make me

I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage 'Hey mister' the bellman says 'I can only recall and spend some time I said.' So he replies 'Then how do you manage'? So he replies 'Then how do you manage' Just a dime store poet Keeping pace,

If she says I've got to fix my teeth Then she's so American (she's American) If she likes it 'cause we just don't eat And we're so intelligent, she's American And we're socially relevant, she's American And if she likes it 'cause we just don't eat She's

Then it's just a sad song that's too sad to sing I don't know how to write you a song That says, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong I can't find the words that don't make it cheap It's right on the verge and just out of reach It must be a sad song with a blue

Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now Because heaven sends and heaven takes Crashing cars in his brain Keep him tied up to a dream And only she can set him free And then he says to me She's got her halo and wings Hidden under his eyes But