[Verse 1]
This town is full of pigeons and all of them look like you
You who shit on the ground
I kissed your lips and it tasted like your ex-boyfriend
The amusement park I built for you, I tore it down
Continue with your Michael Nesmith fantasies
Since you've been away, you seem more like Peter Tork to me

[Chorus]
Operator, disconnect me please
I wrote this song for you when things were wrong
And it's you who shit on the ground

[Verse 2]
The song list covers your whole life story
One can read 'you're a wreck', 20 'I'm so sorry's
11 without rеgret
No one wants to hear your еlegant trinity
You said I talked too much about myself
When I stopped talking about you
I never let you in 'cause I'd enough shit in my room

[Verse 3]
Someday I'll be much older, but still not as old as you
Ms. Marcie Brenham, you're such an elitist bitch
I got to thinkin' that you were a-leavin'
With a picture of a white horse dick under your arms
I fell for your games, but I know that they were just that
Now that I've won, I'll throw you out like the cat
[Chorus]
Operator, disconnect me, yeah
I wrote this song for you when things were wrong
And it's you who shit on the ground
Your shit on the ground