So you wanted

To take a break

Slow it down some 

And have some space

Well fuck you too



Give me my money back

Give me my money back

Give me my money back

You bitch

I want my money back

I want my money back

And don't forget 

To give me back my black T-shirt



I wish I hadn't bought you

dinner

right before you dumped me

on your front porch



Oh, give me my money back

Give me my money back

Give me my money back

You bitch

I want my money back

I want my money back

And don't forget 

To give me back my black T-shirt



(Ben: There were some words that were left out of the original that Darren 

Jessee wrote and I couldn't sing them.  I just couldn't make myself sing 

them...until TONIGHT.  A new world.)



You fucking whore

You fucking whore

You fucking whore



So you wanted

To take a break

Slow it down some 

And have some space

Well fuck you too



Give me my money back

Give me my money back

Give me my money back

You bitch

I want my money back

I want my money back

And don't forget

Yeah, don't forget



You short,

mean,

bossy,

overbearing,

Always answer the phone 

Before I can get to it,

whiny,

you're an otherwise

sweet

(???)

be-atch



And don't forget...