You’re History
When you were collecting
For you sex appeal

He was in killing fields
Over you
You went

And took away his self respect
Put him out like a cigarette
You blow


Chorus:
Don’t bother coming home

You said all you’ve got to say
He can get with the girls again
Cos he’s a charming man

It’s true
He can drink with the boys tonight
And have a fight, alright

And spew
You’re history
You’re history


Got your tits done
And moved out the very next day

All you left was the bill to pay
What a front
Could she not see what you’re a righteous man?

A gun in hand
Cupid stunned
He used to want your love

Now he wants you to go away
He can drink till he’s comatosed
Yeah he rocks the most

You see
He’s got diamonds in his eyes tonight
Could give you quite a fright

No sympathy
You’re history
You’re history


Repeat Chorus


He will drink till he’s comatosed
He rocks the most
Can’t you see?

He’s got diamonds in his eyes tonight
Could give you quite a fright
Yes siree

You’re history