Married With Children

There's no need for you to say you're sorry
 Goodbye, I'm going home
 I don't care no more, so don't you worry
 Goodbye, I'm going home
 I hate the way that even though you know you're wrong
 You say you're right
 I hate the books you read and all your friends
 Your music's shite, it keeps me up all night, up all night
 There's no need for you to say you're sorry
 Goodbye, I'm going home
 I don't care no more, so don't you worry
 Goodbye, I'm going home
 I hate the way that you are so sarcastic
 And you're not very bright
 You think that everything you've done's fantastic
 Your music's shite, it keeps me up all night, up all night
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 And it will be nice to be alone
 For a week or two
 But I know then I will be right
 Right back here with you, with you
 With you, with you
 With you, with you, with you
 There's no need for you to say you're sorry
 Goodbye, I'm going home
 I don't care no more, so don't you worry
 Goodbye, I'm going home