Carpenter - Mean Things lyrics

And you don't have to say those mean things When you curse me out on the end of the telephone Now I'm staring at my shoes going all the way home Cause I'm breaking down and the cracks well they start to show Raise your gla** and toast to the man that I was Things you think you know Things you think you know Well you don't have to go your own way You can stay right here with my heart beating next to you I'll be up all night loving all those things you do And I'm getting old and the scars well they start to show Raise your gla** and drink to the man that I was Things you think you know Things you think you know Oh, I'm sorry I let you go Sorry I let you go Sorry I let you You don't have to go Please don't go And you don't have to say those mean things When you curse me out on the end of the telephone