Here I go out the door of my    Apartment before I miss my train   And there's no way that is happening   Coz my girl you see   Has been doing things without me    So I'm going to see   What's been going on without me   Is my ex a film critic?   And now living as a nanny in manhattan      Hear this from me   Some folks are telling jokes about the   Secrets she writes about all   Words for each and every one of those   Songs about people that you know      From the train to the car    And as we drove I kept calling    Leaving cute one liners there on your machine   I'm looking in your window    And there's some guy looking back at me      Please tell me what the hell is happening   Well your ex, the film critic   Is now living as a nanny in Manhattan   Hear this from me   Some folks are telling jokes about the things that she wrote   Words for each and every one of those    Songs about people that you know      This is what I mean   So it should sound mean   It's just because you ain't actin' like a friend   Like our last phone call      Forget to chill   You need to know   And don't ever talk to me that way again