All these words they go around and circle my head
You were just my summer fling, I think I'd rather be dead
Now God, go and throw me a bone
Because if I go and tell my parents I'll be out of the home
It wasn't me, it couldn't be
I will not be a father, I am barely eighteen
So fuck it all, I'll draw a line
You cannot prove that baby isn't, wasn't, couldn't be mine
These words you speak, this ain't a plot
I was drinking too much to give you what you got
So tell your mumma, and tell your dad
I won't be so mad, I won't be so mad, you're gone
In fact I'll be glad, in fact I'll be glad, so long
Now she's ringing me up, all the goddamn time
She's saying baby please, it'll be alright
But I know it ain't so, so I'll ignore the pleas
It ain't gonna be three, babe, it'll just be me
It wasn't me, it couldn't be
I will not be a father, I am barely eighteen
So fuck it all, I'll draw a line
You cannot prove that baby isn't, wasn't, couldn't be mine
These words you speak, this ain't a plot
I was drinking too much to give you what you got
So tell your mumma, and tell your dad
I won't be so mad, I won't be so mad, you're gone
In fact I'll be glad, in fact I'll be glad, so long
I won't be so mad, I won't be so mad, you're gone
In fact I'll be glad, in fact I'll be glad, so long
So long, so long, so long
So long, so long, so long
So long, so long
I won't be so mad, I won't be so mad, you're gone
In fact I'll be glad, in fact I'll be glad, so long
I won't be so mad, I won't be so mad, you're gone
In fact I'll be glad, in fact I'll be glad, so long