Karaoké One More Minute Weird Al Yankovic

Well I heard that you're leavin'

Gonna leave me far behind

'Cos 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

'Cos I'd rather spend eternity eatin' shards of broken glass

Than spend one more minute with you

I guess I might seem kind of bitter

You got me feelin' down in the dumps

'Cos 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

'Cos 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 goin' 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 Krazy 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

Ah

Than spend one more minute with you