Lyrics:

She said...
'Don't let it go to your head,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen.
Boys like you are a dime a dozen.'

[You hear that? A dime a dozen.]

She said...
'You're a touch overrated.
You're a lush and I hate it,
But these grass stains on my knees...
They won't mean a thing.'

[It's pathetic.]

And all I need to know is that I'm something you'll be missing
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

[Get what?]

I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to

The truth [...is?]
Is you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This will be the last chance you'll get to drop my name
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This will be the last chance you'll get to drop my name

(If you only knew half as much as you pretend to)
(If you only knew half as much as you pretend to)
(If you only knew half as much as you pretend to)

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar

(Maybe I should hate you for this)
(Maybe I should hate you for this)
(Maybe I should hate you for this)