Weird Al Yankovic - One More Minute

Well I heard that you're leaving
Gonna leave far behind
'Cause you found a brand new lover
You decided that I'm not your type

So I pulled
Your name out of my Rolladex
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 crying
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 know I may seem kinda bitter
You got me feeling down in the dumps
'Cause I'm stranded all alone
In the gas station of love
And I have to use the self-service pump...

Oh so honey,
Let me help you with that suitcase
You ain't gonna break my heart in two
'Cause I'd rather have 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 what I'm trying to say, darlin'

I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leaches
Or shove an ice-pick under a toe nail or two
I'd rather clean all the bathrooms
In Grand Central Station, with my tongue..
Than spend one more minute with you

I'd rather jump naked on huge pile of thumbtacks
Or stick my nostrils together with Krazy-Glue
I'd dive in 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 throw it on the floor and
Stomp on it till
I die....

Than spend one more minute with you.....