[Verse 1]
I'm gettin' tired of you
You're gettin' tired of me
And it's the final act
Of our little tragedy
So don't feign indignation
It's a fait accompli
[Refrain]
You can screw everybody I've ever known
But I still won't talk to you on the phone
It's a hopeless cause, there's no use cryin'
And I can die, you can die
We can die tryin'
[Chorus]
Thanks anyway, no use hangin' around
You try to put the finishin' touches on me
[Verse 2]
You say it's all my fault
Who's keepin' score?
Some people like to be punished
They keep comin' back for more
But I'm sick and tired
And my cock is sore
I'm gettin' tired of you
You're gettin' tired of me
And it's the final act
Of our little tragedy
So don't feign indignation
It's a fait accompli
[Refrain]
You can screw everybody I've ever known
But I still won't talk to you on the phone
It's a hopeless cause, there's no use cryin'
And I can die, you can die
We can die tryin'
[Chorus]
Thanks anyway, no use hangin' around
You try to put the finishin' touches on me
[Verse 2]
You say it's all my fault
Who's keepin' score?
Some people like to be punished
They keep comin' back for more
But I'm sick and tired
And my cock is sore
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