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Why should I watch Matt Damon cry without her at my side? I pined as days went by, but now it’s fine ‘Cause in the end, we’re such close friends, sugar-n-spice, and since then There’s more time for me, I’ve started a diary and washed my car again CHORUS And I can watch Good Will Hunting by myself (it’s cool, it’s fine) I can shop for clothes without her help (it’s cool, it’s fine) I can hang out with my friends, do the good times ever end? Yeah I can watch Good Will Hunting by myself It’s okay that you haven’t called me in a week or two I’m sure it’s hard for you, it’s been hard for me too But as long as wood still floats, I can sow my wild oats and paint the town red The party’s far from dead, I’m happy in my empty bed REPEAT CHORUS SOLO Girl, I remember when we was sittin’ on your couch Watchin’ Good Will Hunting, holdin’ hands and drinkin’ milkshakes But milkshakes melt, people change, and you dumped me on my birthday Right after I bought you that really expensive thing from the Body Shop Called Jojoba Loofah Milktowel or something like that That I sold 147 Cutco knives to afford, but whatever, hey, it’s cool I’ve moved on you know, I’m happy now – well, happy in a crying sorta way You know, curled up naked in the shower biting your knees wishing you were dead kinda happy But I realized you were right, we were never meant to be And you know what? Thank God ‘Cause you’re the most vapid, whiny blah I’ve ever met Always making fun of my clothes, telling me how hot other guys are, asking me to pay you gas money?! Buy your own gas you bug-eyed mooch – it’s your car and it costs more than my house Oh and now you’re going around trying to sleep with my friends Hey good, that really makes you an empowered individual – no wait, did I say empowered individual? I meant two-cent gutter slut Listen you tanning-bed-baked, broke-ass, goat-faced, oompa-loompa monkey problem I am proud to shop at Target, I’ll wear warm-up pants any day of the week Yes, your ass did look Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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