Ain’t that a bee with an itch?
Of all the S words you put me through
And not just thrown around
That says I’m glad you’re not here
Here’s a friendly goodbye
To my friends about you
Nice to say but F U, F U, 5, 6, 7
And F yourself
Here’s a friendly goodbye
How you like all of your laundry neat
And F yourself
And our kick ass true love tale
Really sucked but I ate it
'Cause I’m flipping gosh darn sick
Of all the S words you put me through
Ain’t that a mother trucker?
Ain’t that a mother trucker?
'Cause I know, you hate it
'Cause I loved you even more
Sorry I flipped you off
So F U, F U
How you don’t like to get bogged down
I’ll buy you a t-shirt
And that homemade porn I said
That I erased, well, I saved it
You can go to H E double hockey sticks
But I'll use it to wipe up the beer
With anything ‘bout us
I can hang it out to dry 'cause I know
Ain’t that a bee with an itch?
So F U, F U, F U, F U, F U
Of all the S words you put me through
You can go to H E double hockey sticks
5, 6, 7
Like a chainsaw in need of juggling
'Cause I’m flipping gosh darn sick
'Cause I know how you hate it
Ain’t that a bee with an itch?
'Cause I’m flipping gosh darn sick
Ain’t that a mother trucker?
Sorry I swore just then
5, 6, 7
And F yourself
And I really don’t have anything else
And by the way that cake you baked me
So F U, F U, F U, F U
I can lay it on real thick 'cause I know
That you could ever imagine
I’ll send you a post card
That you could ever imagine
You can go to H E double hockey sticks
'Cause I loved you even more
That I spilled while I was spilling my guts
