[Post-chorus]
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
[Verse 1]
I don't really know if she cares or not
All I know is she left a lot of
Stuff in my apartment she's never getting back
And as her smell on my pillow fades
Her cigarettes might stay
Like a Roman Collisseum, a dry and worthless monument to our love
[Chorus]
Oo I still have your lighter, oo I still have your book
Oo I still have everything you brought but you never took
You know where to find me, and I know where to look
(I'm not a crook)
[Post-chorus]
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
[Verse 2]
And I don't really know if she knows or not
But I left some things in her jewelry box
And she's wearing down my rings, taking the compliments meant for me
And although I think I'll miss them
At least there's proof of my existence
A captive little soldier on her fingers, deep behind enemy lines
[Chorus]
Oo I still have your lighter, oo I still have your book
Oo I still have everything you brought but you never took
You know where to find me, and I know where to look
(I'm not a crook)
[Post-chorus]
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
[Bridge]
A copy of Gravity's Rainbow that she probably didn't read
How about my Laura Nyro record she probably threw away when she moved
How about the half box of lentils when I cooked her food that she probably didn't use
I wanna dedicate this jam
To all those things I left behind in girls' apartments and various domiciles over the years
Sometimes you gotta leave in a hurry man, what can I say
Except I didn't forget about any of it, I'm taking it all back
[Post-chorus]
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours
That bitter feeling, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, taking what's not yours, that
