i'd like to say i suffer from a broken heart   somebody ripped it all apart   truth is i never used it from the start   it's hard to find love when i'm living in my room   with nothing but fugazi tunes   and all these magazine clippings of you      last time i said it was the last time   last year i said it was the last year   feeling sorry for myself without a valentine   except for all your movies and this case of beer      i'm sorry that   nobody can   complete me like you   rachel leigh i know   she's all that and now   i'm lonely you're my   pussycat come home   sweet josie