She couldn't have packed more angst in this song if she had tried:
"'Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me/And I'm not gonna fade/As soon as you close your eyes and you know it/And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back/I hope you feel it . . . Well, can you feel it?"
"I got my new girl or, as I say, my baby doll/But I'm still gettin' crazy calls, my ex-girl's got balls/Don't wanna play the field 'cause/I get lovin' at home base/Don't gimme no long face, just exit with a grace/You and I are the past, c'est la vie, much respect girl/But now you're my ex-girl 'cause I'm on with the next girl."
Listen to this song after you delete (or block) each other on Facebook:
"But you didn't have to cut me off/Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing/And I don't even need your love/But you treat me like a stranger, and that feels so rough . . . Now you're just somebody that I used to know."