I'd guessed it wouldn't last since the day we met
now it's clear to me I must soon put an end
So down you could die of grief
tight-lipped and you bore me stiff
you're the limit, a pain in the neck
like old virgins who have never had sex
so grumpy you make me see red
cut and run, I'll go off my head
in a nutshell, stand clear of my road
you would try the patience of Job
Hey sweetheart, pack the blues and go
bye-bye, I wasn't glad to meet you
Hey sweetheart, so much for the show
bye-bye, I will never miss you
Much too hard from the start, now out of hand
I can't go on burying my head in the sand
So remote, never leaving your shell
lifelong convict in a self-made cell
sitting still and bemoaning your fate
like a spinster who hasn't found a mate
I am close to going insane
never cross my threshold again
in a nutshell, stand clear of my road
you would try the patience of Job
Hey sweetheart, pack the gloom and go
bye-bye, I wasn't glad to meet you
Hey sweetheart, life is your foe
bye-bye, I will never miss you
