Here's a couple of things
I'd like to say
To let you would know
That you're not OK

I

You broke up with me
That's number one
You did it on the phone
You said you wanted
Other guys
Although it was well known
You did it on my birthday
Which brings us up
Roughly to number two
You left me
All alone to die
When I really needed you
What takes us up
To number three
Is that you always lie
The little things
The bigger things
The things you can't deny
How about the time
My friend made a pass at you
That goes to number four
You knew it was wrong
But you were flattered
And wanted to hear more
Or how about when I found out
That you're sick
Where are we? number five?
If I didn't
You'd probably keep it a secret
For the rest of your miserable life

II

At number six
There was that time
That I made you a surprise
Then found out
About your diaries
With flowers in my hands and tears in my eyes
And now
Moving on
We come to number eight
How after six months
You spilled the beans
On your true religious faith
Now's number nine
Which takes us back
To that day
You didn't speak to me for a week
When I asked you to call me
Because I couldn't afford to pay
Now number ten
Will provide us
The crucial final clue
That now I know
You lied to me
When you said "I love you"