I can lay it on real thick 'cause I know how you don’t like to get bogged down

With anything ‘bout us and our kick ass true love tale

Sorry I swore just then cause I know, you hate it

And by the way that cake you baked me, really sucked, but I ate it

Chorus

Cause I loved you even more that you could ever imagine

Here’s a friendly goodbye

5,6,7

Ain’t that a “b” with an itch, ain’t that a mother trucker

You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks and f yourself

Cause I’m flippin’ gosh darn sick of all the “s” words you put me through

So f-u

f-u

I can hang it out to dry cause I know how you like all your laundry neat

And not just thrown around like a chain saw in need of juggling

Sorry I flipped you off cause I know, that you hate it

And that homemade porn I said that I erased, well I saved it

Cause I loved you even more that you could ever imagine

Here’s a friendly goodbye

5,6,7

Ain’t that a “b” with an itch, ain’t that a mother trucker

You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks and f yourself

Cause I’m flippin’ gosh darn sick of all the “s” words you put me through

So f-u

f-u

I’ll send you a post card that says "I’m glad you’re not here"

I’ll buy you a t-shirt, but I'll use it to wipe up the beer

That I spilled while I was spilling my guts to my friends about you

And I really don’t have anything else nice to say

f-u

f-u

5,6,7

Ain’t that a “b” with an itch, ain’t that a mother trucker

You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks and f yourself

Cause I’m flippin’ gosh darn sick of all the “s” words you put me through

So f-u

f-u

That's right