That song

That Song

Lord knows there's nothing left sacred

You've written down our life and our times

In a poxy pop song

You said it's in the public interest

To know your deepest disappointment is me

You set it out quite clearly

Brings me back to a time

I'd rather not remember

That song

Reminds me what a creep you were

Now I don't want to hear

That song

That song

That song

That song

Now every one's singing about my heart break

And just to rub it in you sold it all to the tabloids

Leaving me no choice

Funny how revenge can really eat you

And still spawn the sweetest melody

Sticky

That song

Puts me in a place

Where I still taste the bitterness

That song

Reminds me what a fool I've been

Now I don't want to sing

That song

That song

That song

That song