歌词
In time, she might see how foolish she was for leaving me
Might take a bruise or two before she longs for my kind of abuse
Running away was easy, I guess, but you left my mind a sloppy mess
Was it so hard to talk about stuff that I could not figure out?
Woah, woe is me
She took her things and she ran away
Woah, woe is me (yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
She says she's feeling so much better
She says the air tastes so much sweeter
She says she's feeling so much better
She says the air tastes so much sweeter now that she left me
Sometime, I might suspect that the cause couldn't be as bad as the effect
Crazy girls, which I seem to collect, and scribble down notes like the science project
Your argument has no defense, it's a big fat lie built on false pretense
But now I roam from home to work, singing songs about you and feeling like a jerk
Woah, woe is me
She took her things and she ran away
Woah, woe is me (yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
She says she's feeling so much better (so much better)
She says the air tastes so much sweeter (so much sweeter)
She says she's feeling so much better (so much better)
She says the air tastes so much sweeter since she left me
Since she left me
Since she left me
Since she left me
In time, she might see how foolish she was for leaving me
Might take a bruise or two before she longs for my kind of abuse
Running away was easy, I guess, but you left my mind a hollowed-out mess
Was it so hard to talk about the stuff that I could not figure out?
Woah, woe is me
She took her things and she ran away
Woah, woe is me (yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
She says she's feeling so much better (so much better)
She says the air tastes so much sweeter (so much sweeter)
She says she's feeling so much better (so much better)
She says the air tastes so much sweeter since she left me
Since she left me
Since she left me
Since she left me
