"Chair"

Since we broke up you keep
Coming and going in my house
You took everything there is
And stepped on my pet mouse

(CHORUS)
You left nothing in here
But this fucking chair
Why don't you take it too
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Since you've been gone I have to
Do the cooking on my own
Rotten eggs and rat o'van
Mixed together in a pan

CHORUS

Since you have left there's no one
To keep an eye on the house
There are now fleas in my bed
Everywhere, inside my head

CHORUS

(solo)

Watch me, sitting in the chair
It's me and the stupid chair
Should I smash it in your head
I think that would really make me glad