Mover Awayer

One-two-three-four-five-six, do it
 (Yeah)
 Fear the
 (They've got a hot one for you)
 Fear the
 Fear the man who lives without love
 And the lover who lives without fear
 Fear the man who always wants to fight, he's not a talker
 Fear the talker who never wants to fight, he's got no guts
 Fear the man who knows he's gonna die
 So he cries every night and just denies his life's beauty
 And fear the man who has heaven in his plan
 So he gets so complacent that he doesn't call his family
 Fear the man who doesn't understand
 That there's a million fish in the sea, but
 Fear the girl who he really thinks is a different species
 She'll rip your heart out
 She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays (give me a break)
 She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas (give me a break)
 And all I really want is (give me a break)
 For us to get along, for us to get along
 She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays (give me a break)
 She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas (give me a break)
 And all I really want is (give me a break)
 For us to get along, for us to get along (give me a break)
 My girl moved away, huh
 Can't help but think it's something that I say that
 Makes her flee my loving arms and smiling face
 And move to a place where nobody even lovingly says her name
 You know, it's something that I'd do
 Like not text back for a day or two
 That says she deserves someone better, but
 Every single guy she's ever loved
 To me sounds really fucking dumb and stupid
 If I become a man, I'll
 Grab your cheek with my unwavering hand and
 I'll tell you that I'll never second guess all the lovely love we made, and
 You don't want kids, but let's think about it someday, you know
 But you moved away and I
 I grabbed you tight and then helped you to your car
 In that shitty parking lot, you know, I really miss you
 And I hope that you miss me too
 I really hope that you miss me too
 She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays (give me a break)
 She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas (give me a break)
 And all I really want is (give me a break)
 For us to get along, for us to get along
 She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays (give me a break)
 She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas (give me a break)
 And all I really want is (give me a break)
 For us to get along, for us to get along
 (One-two-three-four-five-six, do it)
 (Give me a break)
 (Give me a break)
 (Give me a break)
 In the more beautiful of films
 The hopeless protagonist dies in the end
 And whether his eyes stay shut or he just stops caring enough
 It feels the same
 You made my Mondays feel like Fridays
 You made my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas
 And all I really wanted
 Was for us to get along
 (Give me a break)