Ian and Candice at BloodyNightCon

I can’t believe I hung around with you
All this time
You drove me crazy with your O.C.D.
Boy you’re out of your mind
I’m countin’ on UFOs to beam me up
I just don’t know
How long I can take your shit, I’m over it
Boy, you gotta go

It’s over, we’re over
Just like in Crimson and Clover
Been sinking, I’m thinking
How the hell did I get so stupid?
It’s the end, Ex-Boyfriend
I don’t care what you think of me now
So long, you’re gone
This is our break-up song

One more thing before you go
Would you please give me my records back?
No Doubt, The Rolling Stones
Blondie, Jet, and Back in Black
You...

What makes you think you’re special?
You don’t really have a clue
You think you won me over
But I’m walking over you.
You better listen up I’ll say it once
Not gonna say it twice
I’m not some two for one
You gotta pay full price

Think you got your way
But tonight I’m gonna get mine

Some girls fake it, sorry I don’t
Some girls take it, but you know that I won’t
I reserve the right
No shirt, No shoes, No dice
My service ain’t for everyone
Some guys love me, but most of them don’t
‘Cause I can be stronger, when some girls won’t
You thought you had me figured out
‘Til I ditched you with...

Pretty faces everywhere
On magazines and in mid-air
Maybe I don’t dye my hair
Or strip it down, that’s not who I am

Fixation, manipulation
That’s not my motivation
Why give it all away?

What have i? What have I been through?
Have I laughed? Have I cried like you?
Am I fake? Am I fake or true?
Who’s to say now?
Stop, don’t go
Lead, don’t follow
Here today and gone tomorrow
I’ve still got something to say

Everybody’s got a story
Is it power or just glory
What they mean is – adore me
Rip it up, that’s not what I want

Each thrill and new sensation
Way too much information
Why...