it's been a few weeks now,
and i want you to know,
i've been craving your voice like addiction, like addiction.

well the night's are long, lonely, and sleepless,
since we'd last partied at our best,
and i'm better off without you now,
but i can't take this,
i can't take this sitting-

by now you probably have
(somewhere around)
five more, five more,
beautiful, and intelligent,
but they won't stand a chance to me,
and you never belonged to me, so,

it's been a few weeks now,
and i want you to know,
i can live without your critisism and indifference.
well, the night's still long, lonely and sleepless,
but now i can party at my best.
and i'm better off without you still,
i won't crawl back, i will stand-

by who cares if you have
(somewhere around)
five more, five more,
"gorgeous,"
well, i won't be hurt,
because i'll play it off like you're nobody,
and there never was a "we."