4:25

I'll be the one, I'll pull the curtain
I'll pull the plug, I'll make it certain
You felt a burn, knots in your stomach
Sweeping it un—, under the carpet

So I'll be the one, I'll be the bad guy
And I'll make you believe it was easier for me
But it ain't coming cheap, oh

So call it a crime or whatever you like
I still see your face in the dead of the night
It's four twenty-five and my head is a mess
There's probably a lot that I need to address

I don't think about it
I don't think about it
It's not that I lost all the love that we had
The less that I love, the better off that I am

Run, rabbit, run, somewhere it's greener
I'll finish up, see you at Easter

Being polite, oh, it's such a mouthful
And it's all just fun, and it's all puppy love
Until it's five and the sun is coming up

So call it a crime or whatever you like
I still see your face in the dead of the night
It's four twenty-five and my head is a mess
There's probably a lot that I need to address

I don't think about it
I don't think about it
It's not that I lost all the love that we had
The less that I love, the better off that I am

I don't think about it ('Bout it)
(I don't think about it; 'Bout it)
('Bout it)
(I don't think about it; 'Bout it)
(I don't—)
(Don't think about it; 'Bout it)
(Don't think about it)
(Don't think about it)
(Don't think—)

As soon as you're gone, write a song about how
I just have to live with the way it went down
The thought of your hands on another man
And probably sitting down and brushing off on his lap
Can't think about it, there's something about it
I could do without it, damn near decided
Oh, fuck it, let me just ride out
It's not that I lost all the love that we had
The less that I love, the better off that I am