I'll crawl out of this hole Soon enough Take my ring off, sell the car I wish you hell with your new Blonde bombshell Just as soon as I remove The books stacked on the bed Where your legs used to rest Instead But now, now I can't stand it I can't bake the bread Or bring home the flowers This divorce is gigantic And I've always been slow To get off of some d** To let go of some loves I'll crawl out of this hole Soon enough Take my ring off