[Prozac]

Guess what, I'm done writing you songs
You give up your job at the bank
Proving money's not fun when you're gone
So this is the first verse
It's not very long
But I'm ready to move on

Guess what, I'm done writing your book
The ending got twisted around
But for all of the hell that it took
The electrical wires
They're hung in the walls
In the room that I rent now
Without you...

I've got friends who
(la la la lie)
Will help me pull through
(la la la lie la la la lie)

A space man that can't get high.
I'm coming back to my girl by July.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's right.

So guess what, I'm done
Drawing you pictures.
I'm dulling the day with a drink
In a parking garage by the theatre .
We met for a movie.
Every scene was a sign.
We made out through their meaning.

Guess what I'm done
Writing you songs.
Far too unstable to settle
I doubt that the doctors are wrong.
So I'll wait by a palm tree.
A palm tree.

Well I've got friends who (la la la lie)
Oh she'll help me pull through (la la la lie la la la lie)
The song for a long goodbye.
I'm coming back...
I'm coming back to my girl. (la la la lie)
Back to my girl. (la la la lie la la la lie)
The song for a long goodbye.
I'm coming back to my girl by July.