I bust the win dows out your (Am)car

and, no, it did n’t mend my (F)bro ken heart.

I’ll prob ’ly al ways have these (Dm)ug ly scars,

but right now I don’t care a (Em)bout that part.

I bust the win dows out your (Am)car

af ter I saw you ly ing (F)next to her.

I did n’t wan na, but I (Dm)took my turn.

I’m glad I did it ’cause you (E)had to learn.

ooh.

I must ad mit it helped a lit tle bit

to think of how you’d feel when you saw it.

I did n’t know that I had that much strength,

but I’m glad you see what hap pens when.

You see, you can’t just play with peo ple’s feel ings,

tell then you love them and don’t mean it.

You’ll prob ’ly say that it was ju ve nile,

but I think that I de served to smile.

Ha, (Am)the ha, ha, out ha, ha, I bust the win dows out your (Am)car.

You know I did it ’cause I (F)left my mark.

Write my i ni tials with the (Dm)ug crow bar,

and then I drove off care in (Em)to the dark.

I bust the win dows out your (Am)car.

You should feel luck y that was (F)all I did

af ter five whole years of this (Dm)bull my sh*t.

Give you all of me and you (E)played with it,

ooh.

I must ad mit it helped a lit tle bit

to think of how you’d feel when you saw it.

I did n’t know that I had that much strength,

but I’m glad you see what hap pens when.

You see, you can’t just play with peo ple’s feel ings,

tell then you love them and don’t mean it.

You’ll prob ’ly say that it was ju ve nile,

but I think that I de served to smile.

I (Am)the win dows out your car.

I bust the win dows out your But it don’t com pare to my (F)bro ken heart.

You could nev er feel how I (Dm)felt that day.

Un til that hap pens, ba by, (E)you don’t know pain.

No, oh,

Yeah, I did it.

I ain’t sor ry.

You de served it.

Af ter what (Dm)you did to me, you de served it.

I ain’t sor ry, no,

no, ooh.

(Am)You broke my heart, so I broke your car.

(F)You caused me pain, so I did the same.

(Dm)E ven though what you did to me was much worse, I (E)had to do some thin’ to make you hurt, yeah.

Oh, but why am I still cry ing?

Why am I the one who’s still cry ing?

Oh, oh, you real ly hurt me, ba by.

You real ly, you real ly hurt me, babe.

Oh, but why am I still cry ing?

Why am I the one who’s still cry ing?

Oh,

oh, you real ly hurt me, ba by.

You real ly, you real ly hurt me, babe.

by.

I bust the win dows out your (Am)car.