I don't get it Now you went and said it And it's set in motion It finished before commotion A drifting notion Passes by too fast Of you and citrus Jr Man he was starting first class Those dreams Hit the gas And accelerate way past Into nothing When I said I didn't love you, I was bluffing Now it's done, finito, crash, bum As the dust settled And clouded over us my petal Stings at my heart like nettles I tried to settle scores I Can't believe I called you a whore I can't believe I called you a whore I can't believe I called you a whore Now it's done