"I’m sick of getting it all wrong

Is this it? Just beating your own drum?

You called me on the telephone, I’m surprised I picked up

I can’t really hear you and you’re kind of breaking up

I don’t wanna talk to you, you’re mean and out of luck

I don’t wanna talk to you!

I’m Bored! I’ve heard it all before

I’m done excusing these elusive excuses, I’m out the door!

I’m Bored! I’ve heard this all before

I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight anymore

You’re married to the woman of my dreams

But I swear that she still thinks of me

I think it’s kind of crazy

I think it’s kind of sad

She will stay with you but I’m the best she’s ever had

Let me tell you one thing when she’s lying in your bed

When she’s bored of you, she’ll dream of me instead!

I’m Bored!

I’ve heard it all before

I’m done excusing these elusive excuses, I’m out the door!

I’m Bored! I’ve heard it all before

I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight anymore

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I’m Bored!

I’ve heard it all before

I’m done excusing these elusive excuses, I’m out the door!

I’m Bored! I’ve heard it all before

I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight, I can’t think straight anymore