I'll begin at the beginning.
You met in New York City.
He was sitting like a prince
On the stairs of his old building
When he kissed you you were finished
Two months in a minute
Married at a desk
In a sundress with a witness
Had a Honeymoon in Texas
Went to Little Venice
Told him with your eyes
Now you're crying in the clinic
And we pile into the Plymouth
Haircuts in the kitchen
He always fell asleep
Just before the movie finished

But you don't
Baby you're alone
Echos in your head
Pressed into the floor

Two-dimensional
When's it gonna end?
Maybe when you're dead?
Maybe you're a fool but he loved you

And he loved you in a t-shirt
All the memories inside your curves
Now you're coming back to show us that girl,
Roll those credits 'cos the sequel's gonna hurt, mmm.

Show pony make it burn
Smile as the knife is turned
Show pony making a return
As we make our way thru the universe

Show pony making it burn
That's how revenge is served
Make it so cold that it hurts
I guess he's right that you live and learn

It's how the story goes
Ramen on your own
Waiting by the phone
Lipstick on the coat

Waiting by the door
You live in his clothes
You would make a joke
That you had none of your own

All that shit I learned from you
Kindness spilt like milk and juice
So blind sided by the truth
In some way I was sure you knew

All those nights he left you and me
there was nothing of you but he squeezed
All those times he did what he pleased
Boy that narcissism runs deep

All that hurt comes out in one scream scream
And it pierced him like the paper receipt
That you got that time you went for food
That first night that he saw you