I thought that we’d agreed an end to hostilities
So why have you still got my number on speed?
Is this only tea and biscuits, or something more planned?
Often seduction is not what it seems

But when all your favourite films and songs still hurt yet turn me on – fuck you
It’s nigh on impossible for us to get along – fuck you
Please don’t try to resurrect what should be dead and gone
Our love was no sacred cow
I thought that you’d figured that out

You came – too late to banish traces of who began
Some destination this turned out to be
Please don’t try to expound on theories you’ve read about
You’ve had your fun but now you’d better leave

‘Cause when all your favourite films and songs still hurt yet turn me on – fuck you
It’s nigh on impossible for us to get along – fuck you
Please don’t try to resurrect what should be dead and gone
Our love was no sacred cow
I thought that you’d figured that out

Whose piss-poor casting brought us together as leads?
‘Scuse me for asking, but no-one believed
We’d ever succeed

So quit it, quit with your insipid shit-eating grin
This was no comedy written for screen

‘Cause when all your favourite films and songs still hurt yet turn me on – fuck you
It’s nigh on impossible for us to get along – fuck you
Please don’t try to resurrect what should be dead and gone
Our love was no sacred cow
I thought that you’d figured that out
No way was this ever how we were supposed to play out.