One More Minute

Well I heard that you're leavin'
 Gonna leave me far behind
 'Cause you found a brand new lover
 You decided that I'm not your kind
 So I pulled your name out of my Rolodex
 And I tore all your pictures in two
 And I burned down the malt shop where we used to go
 Just because it reminds me of you
 That's right, you ain't gonna see me cryin'
 I'm glad that you found somebody new
 'Cause I'd rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass
 Than spend one more minute with you
 I guess I might seem kinda bitter
 You got me feelin' down in the dumps
 'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love
 And I have to use the self service pumps
 Oh, so honey, let me help you with that suitcase
 You ain't gonna break my heart in two
 'Cause I'd rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my face
 Than spend one more minute with you
 I'd rather rip out my intestines with a fork
 Than watch you going out with other men
 I'd rather slam my fingers in a door
 Again and again and again and again and again
 Oh, can't you see what I'm tryin' to say, darlin'
 I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leeches
 Shove an icepick under a toenail or two
 I'd rather clean all the bathrooms
 In Grand Central Station with my tongue
 Than spend one more minute with you
 Yes, I'd rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks
 Or stick my nostrils together with crazy glue
 I'd rather dive into a swimming pool filled
 With double edged razor blades
 Than spend one more minute with you
 I'd rather rip my heart right out of my ribcage
 With my bare hands and then throw it on the floor
 And stomp on it 'till I die
 Than spend one more minute with you