I left my telephone
On the shelf at home
So that I'd miss your call
I've heard it all before
Can't take it anymore
You say that it's all my fault
And I've got flaws
And I've got issues
But there's not enough room for all your tissues
And I stay calm
And I'll reflect
But at some point I've got to interject
Stop sending emails to my mom
Stop sending emails to my mom
Stop, stop, stop sending, stop sending emails to my mom
Stop, stop, stop sending, stop sending emails to my mom
My clothes are on the floor
'Cause you took up all the drawers
There was no room for me anymore
You're the one who kicked me out
There's no need to shout
You can talk about me all you want on your blog
And I've got flaws
And I've got issues
But there's not enough room for all your tissues
And I stay calm
And I'll reflect
But at some point I've got to interject
Stop sending emails to my mom
Stop sending emails to my mom
Stop, stop, stop sending, stop sending emails to my mom
Stop, stop, stop sending, stop sending emails to my mom
And i've got flaws
And I've got issues
But seriously
Stop sending emails to my mom
Stop sending emails to my mom
Stop, stop, stop sending, stop sending emails to my mom
Stop, stop, stop sending, stop sending emails to my mom