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I said to the waitress,
Hey, another coffee!
Refills are free and I'm feeling pretty lonely.
The diner's kinda cold and a little bit empty,
Just then she walked in and she tried to ignore me.

It's my ex-wife and she's looking kinda sick.
I recently just learned she's been blowing crazy shit.
Oh, baby, how ya been?
I haven't seen you in a bit
I know we aren't great friends,
But can you take some time and sit, huh?

And thanks hun.
You look very pretty.
I know that you know that I know,
And it hurts me so much.
I can't help you.
I wanted to help you.
Let me please help you.

How come?
How could you do this?
You're so goddamn gorgeous.
You're so goddamn selfish.
i love you to pieces.
Kiddo, I'm dying
I'm tired of crying, okay?

Just stop look, what your man's done.
He's made a mess and he's selling me sick.
I'm so sickening, sick of me.
Sick, I'm so sickening.
Sick of me, sick.
I'm so sick.

Hey, it's okay.
I love you the same like when were just kids.
Oh babe, it's just me.
I know we don't talk much,
I love you, please stop this.
Just stop this, just stop it, just stop.

Stop it, stop this.
I can't sit here and watch while you make yourself sick.
I'm so sickening, sick of what?
Sickening, sick of me.
Sickening, sick of her.
Sickening, sick of sick.

My bad, I'm an awful example;
A hypocrite and a cheat.
So I'm sorry.
It's just I won't let this happen again.
I let my hair grow and I tried to forget you.
Don't break my heart and let this shit kill you.

I can do what I want,
Cause my ex-girlfriend don't give a fuck about...
Jamie devine can do what he wants,
Cause his ex-girlfriend don't give a fuck about..
All of us got these broken dreams,
A fractured love over drugs that scream about...
Forcing yourself to do what you want,
Cause your next girlfriend will make you write about...
So all of us can do what we want,
Cause our ex-girlfriends don't give a fuck about..
Sweetheart please, you can't give up.
Please love yourself and stay with us around.
I won't ever know how things end up,
I miss her lots but we rarely talk, oh well.
Oh Jamie please, let's get a drink.
I think it's about time we leave this place,
You know?
You know?
You know?