i'd like to say i suffer from a broken heart
somebody ripped it all apart
truth is i never used it from the start
it's hard to find love when i'm living in my room
with nothing but fugazi tunes
and all these magazine clippings of you

last time i said it was the last time
last year i said it was the last year
feeling sorry for myself without a valentine
except for all your movies and this case of beer

i'm sorry that
nobody can
complete me like you
rachel leigh i know
she's all that and now
i'm lonely you're my
pussycat come home
sweet jos