Well this got oddly serious...

They say the devil’s in the details
But you haven’t replied to my emails
Or answered my texts
Just give me a sign that you are alive
I think I’m going to cry
Oh look a txt message from you
“I’m seeing someone else; we’re through”

This isn’t great, this isn’t fate
I guess you have other guys to fellate
I don’t know why I can’t move on
And drop this yearning
You accentuate it’s getting late
And even though I am a pain
You’ll have to unplug your phone
‘cause I won’t stop calling

Even though they say opposites attract
You’ve shut off all contact
I hope you burn in hell
Look at you, acting as though nothing’s gone wrong
But I know what you’re really like, bitch
A cock lodged in the back of your throat for good luck

This isn’t great, this isn’t fate
However, I guess, at any rate
I’ve probably stopped really caring
About you at all
You do create this sense of hate
And even though you were my flame
I do proclaim
That I’ll be the one to decapitate you

Even though it’s a bright and sunny day outside
All I want to do is stay indoors and feel like I’ve died
Even though I’ve invested a lot of me in this
I get it was hit-and-miss
I’ll see you round I guess

This isn’t great, this isn’t fate
But I wasn’t betrayed
I see now things just weren’t working
You reiterate we can still be mates
And even though the dog is dead
I guess we can still keep it
And we’ll be bee-eff-effs
And we’ll be bee-eff-effs

This isn’t great, this isn’t fate
But I’ve been set up on a blind date
With someone else, with someone random
I still speculate you’re not even straight
And even though at the mere mention of your name
And even though I’ve got a grip

This isn’t great, this isn’t fate
But I’ve been set up on a blind date
With someone else, with someone random
I still speculate you’re not even straight
And even though there’s no more pain
There is a little bit
There is a little bit