If I took some scissors, cut the collars off your clothes
Told all your workmates, you faked your expenses while wasted on coke
Posted your car keys to Siberian seas
Is that enough payback for you leaving me?
I took your mobile, used it to call the speaking clock
Left it for hours, I guess you'll be paying the bills for months
And maybe you're wondering where your iPod's gone?
Well, it's up on eBay with your credit cards
It's kind of relaxing
Well, I felt better for a while
And watching you running
From crisis to crisis was kind of fun
I picture your car keys in the driven Arctic snow
And I almost feel I can let things go
So I'll put the scissors back in the drawer and then call it a night