Lyrics

Verse 1: Go and take a ride to her shop in grant park You can walk through the door and shove the knife in her heart When you tell her that you can't stand the song anymore The one you two adopted on the prom dance floor You can be a Tom Cruise and make a big scene Or be like Mcgyver and cut it clean Either way there's gonna be blood on the floor When you tell her that you don't dig girls anymore Chorus: Anymore (I can't believe it) Anymore anymore Verse 2: Here's a funny story 'bout a singer named Jed Yeah he caught his girlfriend with a women in bed And they were watching Loveline with a bottle of wine Having a party like it's 1999 So he threw down the movies and he had a heart attack He jumped in the ocean--he never swam back They just stood there naked, except for their socks Feeling cheaper than a prize in a cracker jack box I don't think Jed's really gonna wanna rock anymore (Chorus) Bridge: Check the exposure, something's wrong with this picture Can't see the truth through all your dirty lies Check the exposure something's wrong with this picture All in all your gonna lose your mind Verse 3: There's a little story that you're gonna adore It's kinda like a lost scene on the cuttin' room floor It's all fun and games til you get a black eye You're down in the sewer asking all the rats, "why?" You can live and love and lie and cheat if you wish But yo, that's about as tacky as a satellite dish On a hot pink house with a burgundy door With cigarette butts all over the floor I don't think my stomach's gonna take anymore (Chorus) Check the exposure, something's wrong with this picture (I can't believe it) (x4)