(chorus 1)
and don't come around my house no more...
don't call me on the telephone...
and this is how it's got to be...
when you're on the outs with me...
and it all falls down...
it all comes down...
down down down...
and you treat me like a dog
that you expect to come,
any time you want
you must really think i'm dumb...
and the time has come for me
to take a stand for me,
and go find some other guy
to fill you up inside...
(repeat chorus 1)
(chorus 2)
and don't come around my house no more...
don't call me on the telephone...
this is how it's got to be...
when you're on the shit-list with me...
and it all falls down...
and it all comes down...
down down down...