Well I guess now I know,
now I know what was wrong,
what was wrong with us baby,
what was wrong all along.

Try to understand honey,
that our fight gave me the clue:
"The loving game needs two, sweetheart,
so if it's not me then it's you".

Chorus:
You're too late for me now,
I took our picture out the frame.
You want to get us back together,
but frankly my dear....
(I don't give a damn!)


Forget about your cheatings,
forget your love for pain (especialy mine).
You're simply fucked up real good,
and there's no one else to blame.


And I'm finally free,
yeah I don't feel like I'm dead,
and another thing now sugar,
you're not that good in bed!!!!

chorus: X2
You're too late for me now,
I took our picture out the frame.
You want to get us back together,
but frankly my dear....
(I don't give a damn!)