Oh, sit back and listen in I'll tell you a little story don't know where to begin Close your eyes and imagine with me I'll paint a little picture in your gallery Tellin' more lies, bend the truth I guess that's what you call a spoiled youth I'm all right, but a bit uptight Just keep me busy on a Saturday night All your moping Giving me sorrow >:(Now you're leaving I had a feeling, oh When it's over, tell it to me like it is Tell it to me like it is! ♪ Forget about the story I was gonna tell I crumpled up the paper, threw it into a well, oh That's just the way that life does go How anyone gets by, shit, I don't know Rhythm blocks from an itchy head Spill from pen and paper till the day I'm dead I'll wrap them up in a melody Sing it to you drunkenly All your moping Giving me sorrow Now you're leaving I had a feeling, oh When it's over, tell it to me like it is Tell it to me like it is! ♪ (You told it to me in the dead of the night Swung out my hand as I lit up my light "Share a cigarette with me before I go" I had to say yes, diggin' a bigger hole) (You told it to me in the dead of the night??"Trust in the town where warm lads fight"?? I had to say it before I go "I'm too young to feel this cold!") ♪ Now you're leaving I had a feeling, oh When it's over, tell it to me like it is Tell it to me like it is!