You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
With your battered jeans, yeah and your Beastie tee
Now I can't work like this, no, no, with you next to me

And although he's nothing in the scheme of my years
It just serves to bludgeon my futile tears
And I'm not used to this, no, no, I observe, yeah I don't chase
But now I'm stuck with consequences thrust in my face, yeah

And the melodramas of my day delivery blows
That surpass your rejection, it just goes to show
A simple attraction that reflects right back to me
So I'm not as into you as I appear to be, yeah

Although my pride is not easily disturbed, yeah
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
With your battered jeans, yeah and your Beastie tee, yeah
Now I can't work like this, no, with you next to me, yeah, yeah, yeah

His message was brutal but the delivery was kind
Maybe if I get this down I'll get it off my mind
Oh, it serves to condition me and smoothen my kinks, yeah
Despite my frustration for the way that he thinks

And I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect
At least you're attracted to me which I did not expect
Didn't think you get my number down as such
But I never hated myself for my age so much, yeah

And although my pride is not easy to disturb, yeah
You sent me flying, oh when you kicked me to the curb
So with your battered jeans, yeah and your Beastie tee
Now I can't work like this, no, no, with you next to me, yeah

And although my pride is not easy to disturb, yeah
You sent me flying, oh when you kicked me to the curb
So with your battered jeans, yeah and your Beastie tee