I canât believe I hung around with you,All this time.You drove me crazywith your O.C.D.,Boy youâre out of your mind.Iâm countinâ on UFOs to beamme up,I just donât know.How long I can take your shit, Iâm over itBoy yougotta go.Itâs over, Weâre overJust like in Crimson and CloverBeenSinking, Iâm thinkingHow the hell did I get so stupid?Itâs the end,Ex-BoyfriendI donât care what you think of me nowSo long, Youâre goneThisis our break-up song.One more thing before you go,Would you please giveme my records back?No Doubt, The Rolling Stones,Blondie, Jet, and Back inBlack.You can keep the dog we bought,And the message I keyed in yourcar.Donât hang around. Donât hit on my friends,They know how small youare.Itâs over, Weâre overJust like in Crimson and CloverBeen Sinking,Iâm thinkingHow the hell did I get so stupid?Itâs the end, Ex-BoyfriendIdonât care what you think of me nowSo long youâre goneThis is our break-upsong.So long youâre goneThis is our break-up song.Itâs over, WeâreoverJust like in Crimson and CloverBeen Sinking, Iâm thinkingHow the helldid I get so stupid?Itâs the end, Ex-BoyfriendI donât care what you thinkof me nowSo long youâre goneThis is our break-up song.So long youâregoneThis is our break-up song.So long youâre goneThis is our break-upsong.So long youâre goneThis is our break-up song.So long youâregoneThis is our break-up song.This is our break-up song.