That song

That Song
Lord knows there's nothing left sacred 
You've written down our life and our times 
In a poxy pop song 
You said it's in the public interest 
To know your deepest disappointment is me 
You set it out quite clearly 

Brings me back to a time 
I'd rather not remember 
That song 
Reminds me what a creep you were 
Now I don't want to hear 
That song 
That song 
That song 
That song 

Now every one's singing about my heart break 
And just to rub it in you sold it all to the tabloids 
Leaving me no choice 
Funny how revenge can really eat you 
And still spawn the sweetest melody 
Sticky 

That song 
Puts me in a place 
Where I still taste the bitterness 
That song 
Reminds me what a fool I've been 
Now I don't want to sing 
That song 
That song 
That song 
That song