Well, there ain't no use to tell you how I'm doing 'Cause you don't really care So you're feelin' guilty It's not my job to repair So just go back home and cry the end It's the same old thing that I did, my friend There's just no good reason for a hasty mend So just go back home again Well, the thing fell through so many times before That I felt like a fool And you made no effort to retrieve all the pieces And you broke the golden rule So just go back home and cry the end It's the same old thing that I did, my friend There's just no good reason for a hasty mend So just go back home again Oh baby Well, the thing fell through so many times before That I felt like a fool And you made no effort to retrieve all the pieces And you broke the golden rule So just go back home and cry the end It's the same old thing that I did my friend There's just no good reason for a hasty mend So just go back home again I said, go back home and cry the end It's the same old thing that I did my friend There's just no good reason for a hasty mend So just go back home again