Now you're mad at me
Bet you thought this couldn't be
Have I broken your image of
Obligatory requited love
When we were twenty-three
I took everything you'd said to me
Wrote it down, carried it around
Til it eventually reached impound
Yeah we eventually reached impound
And now you're mad at me
And I'm no longer twenty-three
I hope you aim to steer free
Of doing to someone what you did to me
Your friends I thought they were mine too
Turned out they left along with you
Now I'm a living example of
Throw away love
But now can't you see
How you tripped over your own two feet
Baby you got what you bargained for
We all changed the locks on our doors
You ain't leavin til you grow up some more