I can lay it on real thick 'cause I know how you don’t like to get bogged down
With anything ‘bout us and our kick ass true love tale
Sorry I swore just then cause I know, you hate it
And by the way that cake you baked me, really sucked, but I ate it

Chorus
Cause I loved you even more that you could ever imagine
Here’s a friendly goodbye
5,6,7
Ain’t that a “b” with an itch, ain’t that a mother trucker
You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks and f yourself
Cause I’m flippin’ gosh darn sick of all the “s” words you put me through
So f-u
f-u

I can hang it out to dry cause I know how you like all your laundry neat
And not just thrown around like a chain saw in need of juggling
Sorry I flipped you off cause I know, that you hate it
And that homemade porn I said that I erased, well I saved it

Cause I loved you even more that you could ever imagine
Here’s a friendly goodbye
5,6,7
Ain’t that a “b” with an itch, ain’t that a mother trucker
You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks and f yourself
Cause I’m flippin’ gosh darn sick of all the “s” words you put me through
So f-u
f-u

I’ll send you a post card that says "I’m glad you’re not here"
I’ll buy you a t-shirt, but I'll use it to wipe up the beer
That I spilled while I was spilling my guts to my friends about you
And I really don’t have anything else nice to say

f-u
f-u
5,6,7
Ain’t that a “b” with an itch, ain’t that a mother trucker
You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks and f yourself
Cause I’m flippin’ gosh darn sick of all the “s” words you put me through
So f-u
f-u

That's right