In the backseat of your Plymouth,
We shared a cigarette
And the softest kiss
But the highlight of the evening
Is when you told me you had been
With someone else
And it tore me to pieces
When you wouldn't look me in the eye
And I couldn't believe that you would
Give it up to some other guy
Now it's all downhill from here
And I don't give a damn about your tears
You can tell me you're sorry
But it doesn't mean anything
Yeah, you made me believe
That it was my fault
That you left in the first place.
In your bedroom with the door closed
I caught a whiff of your perfume
And threw our picture across the room
Then you rushed in and I could tell
That you were drunk but I was too fed up to give a f*ck
And I don't have to put up with this kind of shit anymore
And I'm not stupid enough to fight through your drunken slurs
So I'm packing up my stuff and getting out before things get worse
I hope you realize what you did,
If you can sober up long enough