One More Minute

One More Minute - Weird Al Yankovic

Well I heard that you're leavin'

Gonna leave me far behind

'Cause you found a brand new lover

You decided that I'm not your kind

So I pulled your name out of my rolodex

And I tore all your pictures in two

And I burned down the malt shop where we used to go

Just because it reminds me of you

That's right you ain't gonna see me cryin'

I'm glad that you found somebody new

'Cause I'd rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass

Than spend one more minute with you

I guess I might seem kinda bitter

You got me feelin' down in the dumps

'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love

And I have to use the self service pumps

Oh so honey let me help you with that suitcase

You ain't gonna break my heart in two

'Cause I'd rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my face

Than spend one more minute with you

I'd rather rip out my intestines with a fork

Than watch you going out with other men

I'd rather slam my fingers in a door

Again and again and again and again and again

Oh can't you see what I'm tryin' to say darlin'

I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leeches

Shove an icepick under a toenail or two

I'd rather clean all the bathrooms

In grand central station with my tongue

Than spend one more minute with you

Yes I'd rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks

Or stick my nostrils together with crazy glue

I'd rather dive into a swimming pool filled

With double edged razor blades

Than spend one more minute with you

I'd rather rip my heart right out of my ribcage

With my bare hands and then throw it on the floor

And stomp on it 'till I die

Than spend one more minute with you