Lyrics:

I heard about your trip
I heard about your souveniers
I heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights, and the cool guys
That you spent them with
I guess I should have heard of them from you
I guess I should have heard of them from you

Don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over?
And all the 'Best Deceptions' and the 'Clever Cover Story' awards
Go to you
So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I'll let you
You will be back some day
And this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips
Will be of service
To keeping you away

I heard about your regrets
I heard that you were feeling sorry
I heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us
Well, I guess I should have heard of that from you
I guess I should have heard of that from you

Don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over?
And all the 'Best Deceptions' and the 'Clever Cover Story' awards
Go to you
So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I let you
You will be back someday
And this awkward kiss that screams of other people's lips
Will be of service to keeping you away
To keeping you away

I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers
I'll be all right when my hands get warm
Ignoring the phone, I'd rather say nothing
I'd rather you'd never heard my voice

You're calling too late, too late to be gracious
And you do not warrant long good-byes
You're calling too late
You're calling too late
You're calling too late