You couldn't do it in person You had to text message breakup You f** up Oh my God, I know throw up You couldn't even spell "break" right B-R-A-K-E That's in your car, dummy And I'm not gonna take this disgrace I'll be like mase in your face on my space Just you wait until you read the sh** on you I'm gonna blog about You like text so much, how much you like it now? You can't text message breakup You can't text message breakup You can't text message breakup After two years? You can't text message breakup You can't text message breakup You can't text message breakup Get a clue, I'll go Alanis Morissette on you I'm blog and text and post and host Podcast your ba*tard a** from coast to coast My ex B/F is a cyber space coward and he plays with his a**hole in the shower I'm gonna tell all my girlfriends how bad the s** was I'm just like President Bush would be in a gay parade in Texas I'm gonna spit until you sh** If you don't like it you can lick my f**ing clit, for once You can't text message breakup Oh my God You can't text message breakup I mean we got a dog You can't text message breakup You still owe me twelve hundred dollars, shetbag You can't text message breakup String up a sack You can't text message breakup I want all my stuff back You can't text message breakup Get a clue, no, let the clues be lost just f** you "What a piece of sh**" "I can't believe he did that" "What a f**ing douchebag" "Why can't he figure it out" "What a loser, I mean Jesus" "If you ever get a girlfriend" "What, are you kidding me?" "You're never gonna get laid in this town again, you loser" "You're an a**" "Go f** yourself you piece of sh**" "I can't believe that crap, I'm gonna send that guy a douchebag in the mail" I use the same weapon against you cause I can type too Ex B/F foreva, deck You're my ex B/F foreva, deck