I'm glad I'm not the girl Who broke your heart I'm glad that you are here And crying hard Boy don't you get me wrong I am sorry for the pain that you are in Boy don't you get me wrong I am sorry for the hell that she put you through I feel bad I really do But I'm just happy it's my kitchen you came to I'll put the kettle on And we'll work this out Mmm and I'll listen while you strum a break up song In my house In my house Boy don't you get me wrong I'm so sorry for the pain that you are in Boy don't you get me wrong I'm so sorry for the hell she put you through I feel bad I really do But I'm just happy it's my kitchen you came to My kitchen my kitchen My kitchen my kitchen My kitchen my kitchen You came to I wish I could confess to you How I feel But I think that you already know And that's why you're here Boy don't you get me wrong Oh, I'm so sorry for the pain that you are in Boy don't you get me wrong I'm sorry for the hell she put you through I feel bad I really do I feel bad But it's my kitchen you came to My kitchen you came to I wish I could confess to you how I feel