It’s not you; it’s me. And me don’t like you. It’s not you; it’s I. And I’m breaking up with you.
You swore up and down the wall Twilight’s the best trilogy of all Somehow you got me to agree To dress up like Edward for Halloween. But now that I’m coming clean First off, Twilight’s a quadrilogy. And that tan werewolf dude isn’t worthy. Of removing – a Wookie’s Dingleberries.
It’s not me; it’s you. Yeah, the more I think about it- it’s definitely you. But it might be me Cause me decided to date you.
When we went out on our first date You said you don’t eat anything with a face. Then for the next 18 months I ate sausage made from rice and walnuts. Now that we’re parting ways Newflash! Fish have a face. Unless it’s in a Newton, No! He doesn’t want another fig! Tonight I’m eating…a Rabbi-veni-turducken-ig.
It’s you; It’s you. No doubt about it- it was always totally you. Now it’s up to me And me is now dumping you.