If I took some scissors, cut the collars off your clothes   Told all your workmates, you faked your expenses while wasted on coke   Posted your car keys to Siberian seas   Is that enough payback for you leaving me?      I took your mobile, used it to call the speaking clock   Left it for hours, I guess you'll be paying the bills for months   And maybe you're wondering where your iPod's gone?   Well, it's up on eBay with your credit cards      It's kind of relaxing   Well, I felt better for a while   And watching you running   From crisis to crisis was kind of fun   I picture your car keys in the driven Arctic snow   And I almost feel I can let things go   So I'll put the scissors back in the drawer and then call it a night