Cherry Flavored Stomach Ache [From "The Last Letter From Your Lover"]

Tried to withdraw a guilty plea (Damn) you ain't gonna pin this one on me One thing's for sure, I'm not sleeping here tonight And I'm not interested in what you think is right She gets so lonely, she can't relate to anyone She turns on the television and slips into a dream She woke up in a scream Take it easy on her I'm not gonna see you anymore 'Cause you're not strong enough And you're not smart enough And you're not cool enough Looking out the window of the café There's a boy with cherry colored lips More like cherry flavored stomach ache She gets so lonely, she can't relate to anyone She picks up her phone to check the latest gossip If you're up or you're down it's just a toss up I'm not gonna see you anymore I'm not gonna see you anymore (ah-ah) I'm not gonna see you anymore (ah-ah) I'm not gonna see you anymore