U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

I've been U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D
I can't bring myself to say it
No siree
I'm a carriage with no marriage
I'm a van without a man
I'm just U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

Was I corroded?
Or overloaded?
Maybe I shamed her
Who'd have blamed her?

If she thought me second class
Went in search of chrome and brass
Went to find some other fool like me

Now I'm just
(U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D)
I can't seem to stop C.R.Y.I.N.G
I'm abandoned on the shelf
'Cause I can't express myself
I've been U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D

I'm just U.N.C.O.U.P.L.E.D
But I'll get my R.E.V.E.N.G.E
She'll come crawling back one day
Then I'll turn to her and say
Go away you B.A.S.T.A.R.D