My name is mr. f*ck it all up
And as you might've guessed, I've run into some bad luck
My baby left me crying on the side of the road
With no money to my name & nobody to hold
And it's cold out here on lonely st
I can see the park bench where we used to meet
And it'd be sick if I could just go to sleep for a while
But when I close my eyes, all I see is that stupid smile of yours
So you can take your things back, babe!
Okay, I didn't mean that (maybe)
You know when i stress, i bluff
But as far as you need to know, I been doin fine
I've been throwing bricks through windows just to pass the time
I crossed a line, & lost my mind when I lost you
But I'll be fine
(Who the f*ck am I kidding?)
It's you
It's you
My name is mr. get your cups up to toast the new additions to the lonely hearts club
All the boys with makeup running down over there faces
And girls that didn't like being second place
Like the lights on Burnside, she's over me
Lonely nights loom higher than these tall ass trees
In my dreams, I wake to find you next to me
So go on & get your groove back, babe!
If I stayed gone, I think that you'd be okay
She liked me better when I rocked the bangs, anyways
But I'll still be wasting my time, watching the line for you to call me
Still think about manicured hands on my body
Still missing the taste, morning breath when we wake
Breakfast in bed for one's not the same
It's you
It's you