I'm sorry You make your party I'll be busy burning And I'm afraid I'd kill your lover while your back was turned Oh So this is where you wanted to be And it's a goddamn shame that you're not here with me And I can't see your face anymore And if I could, it wouldn't look right from that way The thought of your hands on his chest makes my stomach itch And I see pictures now of the two of you and it makes me sick Oh Oh Damn I Damn I Damn I love you Damn I love you Damn I love you Damn I love you Damn I love you