You couldn't do it in person
You had to text message breakup
You fuck up
Oh my God, I know throw up
You couldn't even spell "break" right
B-R-A-K-E
That's in your car, dummy
And I'm not gonna take this disgrace
I'll be like mase in your face on my space
Just you wait until you read the shit on you I'm gonna blog about
You like text so much, how much you like it now?
You can't text message breakup
You can't text message breakup
You can't text message breakup
After two years?
You can't text message breakup
You can't text message breakup
You can't text message breakup
Get a clue, I'll go Alanis Morissette on you
I'm blog and text and post and host
Podcast your bastard ass from coast to coast
My ex B/F is a cyber space coward and he plays with his asshole in the shower
I'm gonna tell all my girlfriends how bad the sex was
I'm just like President Bush would be in a gay parade in Texas
I'm gonna spit until you shit.
If you don't like it you can lick my fucking clit, for once
You can't text message breakup
Oh my God
You can't text message breakup
I mean we got a dog
You can't text message breakup
You still owe me twelve hundred dollars, shetbag.
You can't text message breakup
String up a sack
You can't text message breakup
I want all my stuff back
You can't text message breakup
Get a clue, no, let the clues be lost just fuck you
"What a piece of shit"
"I can't believe he did that"
"What a fucking douchebag"
"Why can't he figure it out"
"What a loser, I mean Jesus"
"If you ever get a girlfriend"
"What, are you kidding me?"
"You're never gonna get laid in this town again, you loser"
"You're an ass"
"Go fuck yourself you piece of shit"
"I can't believe that crap, I'm gonna send that guy a douchebag in the mail"
I use the same weapon against you cause I can type too
Ex B/F foreva, deck
You're my ex B/F foreva, deck
You had to text message breakup
You fuck up
Oh my God, I know throw up
You couldn't even spell "break" right
B-R-A-K-E
That's in your car, dummy
And I'm not gonna take this disgrace
I'll be like mase in your face on my space
Just you wait until you read the shit on you I'm gonna blog about
You like text so much, how much you like it now?
You can't text message breakup
You can't text message breakup
You can't text message breakup
After two years?
You can't text message breakup
You can't text message breakup
You can't text message breakup
Get a clue, I'll go Alanis Morissette on you
I'm blog and text and post and host
Podcast your bastard ass from coast to coast
My ex B/F is a cyber space coward and he plays with his asshole in the shower
I'm gonna tell all my girlfriends how bad the sex was
I'm just like President Bush would be in a gay parade in Texas
I'm gonna spit until you shit.
If you don't like it you can lick my fucking clit, for once
You can't text message breakup
Oh my God
You can't text message breakup
I mean we got a dog
You can't text message breakup
You still owe me twelve hundred dollars, shetbag.
You can't text message breakup
String up a sack
You can't text message breakup
I want all my stuff back
You can't text message breakup
Get a clue, no, let the clues be lost just fuck you
"What a piece of shit"
"I can't believe he did that"
"What a fucking douchebag"
"Why can't he figure it out"
"What a loser, I mean Jesus"
"If you ever get a girlfriend"
"What, are you kidding me?"
"You're never gonna get laid in this town again, you loser"
"You're an ass"
"Go fuck yourself you piece of shit"
"I can't believe that crap, I'm gonna send that guy a douchebag in the mail"
I use the same weapon against you cause I can type too
Ex B/F foreva, deck
You're my ex B/F foreva, deck
