| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list | 
| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list | 
| Girl, you know that I tried to hang the moon for you | 
| My infatuation was genuine through and through | 
| I guess I was smittin', but now I can finally see the light | 
| Girl, you stomped all over my heart, and that ain’t right | 
| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list | 
| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list | 
| Girl, you’re provin' you can’t be true | 
| I’m tired of playin' the fool for you | 
| Like a politician, or a damned old T.V. preacher man | 
| I’m jottin' down your name onto things that I don’t understand | 
| I’m fed up with your bull, oh I don’t know why it took so long | 
| I guess I ain’t too smart but my heart wants to dedicate one last song | 
| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list | 
| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list | 
| Girl, you’re provin' you can’t be true | 
| I’m tired of playin' the fool for you | 
| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list | 
| You’r goin' on to my fuck-it list | 
| You left me singin' the blus again | 
| It’s plain to see that you ain’t my friend | 
| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list | 
| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list | 
| Girl, you’re provin' you can’t be true | 
| I’m tired of playin' the fool for you | 
| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list | 
| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list | 
| You left me singin' the blues again | 
| It’s plain to see that you ain’t my friend | 
| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list | 
| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list | 
| Girl, you’re provin' you can’t be true | 
| I’m tired of playin' the fool for you | 
| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list | 
| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list | 
| You left me singin' the blues again | 
| It’s plain to see that you ain’t my friend |