Well, I hope that the friend that you've thrown yourself on   Gets drunk and loses her job   And every road that you travel on   Is dusty rocky and hard      I couldn't make you love me   You only made me blue   So all in all if the curtain should fall   Then I hope that it falls on you      And I will have sweet   Sweet, sweet mental revenge   I will have sweet   Sweet, sweet mental revenge      Well, I hope that the train from Caribou, Maine   Runs over your new love affair   You walk the floor from door to door   And you'll tear out your peroxide hair      I never was your woman   'Cause you were never true   So all in all if the curtain should fall   Then I hope that it falls on you      And I will have sweet   Sweet, sweet mental revenge   I will have sweet   Sweet, sweet mental revenge      I will have sweet   Sweet, sweet mental revenge   I will have sweet   Sweet, sweet mental revenge