U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

I've been U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

I can't bring myself to say it, no siree

I'm a carriage with no marriage

I'm a van without a man

I'm just U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

Was I corroded or overloaded?

Maybe I shamed her, who'd have blamed her?

If she thought me second-class

Went in search of chrome and brass

Went to find some other fool like me

Now I'm just U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

I can't seem to stop C.R.Y.I.N.G

I'm abandoned on the shelf

'Cause I can't express myself

I've been U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

I'm just U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

But I'll get my R.E.V.E.N.G.E

She'll come crawling back one day

Then I'll turn to her and say

Go away, you B.A.S.T.A.R.D