You can't plow a field without hittin' some stones

Every steak's bound to have some fat

You can't eat a fish without gettin' some bones

And you can't have love without havin' a lovers' spat

Look, I love this, support the art, sbut Josh and I really just need like a minute

First she says something bound to get his gander

This does not involve you

Then he says somethin' mean to get her back

Guys, this is not the time

Then she complains that he don't understand 'er

Don't you have, like, jobs?

And then he gives her a smack

Whoa, oh, that is not okay, I mean, unless it's consensual

It's just a

Love-love-lovers' spat

Just cause you're feudin'

Don't mean that you're concludin'

It's as plain-plain-plain as that

It's only a lovers' spat

First he says

Yeah, no, I'm not doing this

Then she says

Anything to avoid having a real conversation

Then he says

Um, what's that supposed to mean?

Then she says

It's not supposed to mean anything, I said what I meant

Then he says

I just can't do this with all these people around

Then she says

Oh, you can't do this, period

Every gal and feller

Are bound to have a yeller

It's like if The Walking Dead was also Glee

You watched Glee?

I was aware of Glee

They're in a love-love-lovers' spat

Just cause you're wranglin'

Don't mean that you're untanglin'

It's as plain-plain-plain as that

It's only a lovers' spat

First she says

So what's the plan, Josh? Look for someone new?

Then he says

I'm not having a discussion that's part of a musical number

Then she says

Why won't you just answer the question?

Then he says

Fine, yes, if that's the only way to get out of here, yes

Then she says

I knew it, I knew it!

Then he says

Ah, ahh!

It's only a lovers' spat

When he puts her on the spot

And she spits out of spite

They're a kettle and a pot

Both convinced they're right

And they think it's all for naught

Then they kiss goodnight

That's it, it's over

Mel

We are officially broken up, so you are free to find true love with whoever you want, because this is it

The end, and you suck, and I hope you die

Mel, come on, we don't need to break up over

That's how you end a lovers'

How you end a lovers' spat