I took your picture, tore it to bits After you left me in one of your pits
When I ran after you, begging you please Let's patch things up now, you left me these
Two rolls of scotch tape, six tubes of glue Your friends, not my friends, they sneak by you
Filming the picture, I tore apart But they won't band up my broken heart
Your little friends there, know what to do They'll fix you up so you'll be as good as new
But they won't help me, or come across This heart of mine is a total loss
Two rolls of scotch tape, six tubes of glue Your friends, not my friends, they sneak by you
Filming the picture, I tore apart But they won't band up my broken heart
Two rolls of scotch tape, six tubes of glue Your friends, not my friends, they sneak by you
Filming the picture, I tore apart But they won't mend up my broken heart
But they won't mess up my broken heart
But they won't mess up my broken heart