Go and take a ride to a shop in
Grant park, you can walk through the door
And shove the knife in her heart. when you
Tell her that you cant 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 macgyver and cut it clean. either way
Theres gonna be blood on the floor when you tell her
That you dont dig girls anymore.
Chorus:
Anymore, anymore, (I cant believe it, I cant
Believe it)
Heres a funny story about a singer named jed
He caught his girlfriend with a woman in bed, they
Were watching loveline with a bottle of wine, having
A party like its 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 the prize in a cracker jack box.
I dont think jeds really gonna wanna rock anymore.
Chorus:
Anymore, anymore, (I cant believe it, I cant
Believe it)
Check the exposure somethings wrong with this
Picture, cant see the truth through all of the lines, check
The exposure somethings wrong with this picture
All in all your gonna lose your mind.
Heres a little story that youre gonna adore,
Its kinda like the lost scene on the cutting room floor.
Its all fun and games til you get a black eye, youre
Down in the sewer asking all the rats why. so you can live
In love and lie and cheat if you wish, but you know thats
About as tacky as a satelite dish on a hot pink house with
A burgandy door, with cigarette butts all over the floor. i
Dont think my stomaches gonna take anymore.
Chorus:
Anymore, anymore, (I cant believe it, I cant
Believe it)