I might have to take my records now, I want them back That never meant that much to you You took my time, you took my books I took your photograph And now that's all I've left of you Yeah, it's true ♪ Now when you come around You always bring me down You laugh about the things you put me through I don't care what you are going through It's never gonna bring me back to you 'Cause of the things you left You drag them back and back I called you up and I read it back to you All the things I'd heard before They're true and so much more Never expected it from you Yeah, it's true