Here's the thing, yeah we started out friends
But this is not a Kelly Clarkson song and not how it ends
Everything I thought about you was lies
Thought that I knew you, but you were disguised
Everything I thought about you was bogus
I speak for the both of us, time to say bye
Save face, and get out of town
Take the car you're driving
I'm sorry that you hate me
'Cause I just wasn't down
You're a filthy piece of trash
Gotta brush you off my shoulder
Gonna let you kiss my ass
Because you're so out of line
I swear someday you're gonna freak and claw out my eye
Does she take a piece of lime
For the drink that I'ma buy her
Oh wait, this song isn't mine
Uh oh, you're coming unglued
If it wasn't so damn frequent then I'd try to subdue
But you're a psycho, they all know it too
I can't wait until the day when I'm finally rid of you
You're a filthy piece of trash
Gotta brush you off my shoulder
Gonna let you kiss my ass
Oh, now I really wanna see you get help
I really wanna see you get over yourself
But I have to say I'm glad you're gone
Oh, and I'm thinking that you might lose your nerve
The very first time you hear this song
Except let you stay in my life
You're a filthy piece of trash
Gotta brush you off my shoulder
Gonna let you kiss my ass
Take the car you're driving
You're a filthy piece of trash
Gotta brush you off my shoulder
Gonna let you kiss my ass