People You Meet Outside of Bars - My Ex's Exes (The Don't-Date-Me Song) Lyrics

With pains all through my solar plexus
I Facebook-stalk my ex's exes
Google the lyrics in her status
Then throw up at how pathetic that is

I write poems of my pathetic plight
Clicked every tagged picture again last night
And of her conquests in the city
They're all just so f*cking pretty

With pains all through my scabs and scars
I walk with her past empty cars
We play pretend, we're cigaretted
In the morning, I'll regret it

I write poems of how I'm thick
I make myself so f*cking sick
And of the things that I keep hidden
It feels so good; I wish it didn't

So here I am before you, naked
What's mine is yours, you should take it
Don't mind the charcoal; I was branded
By some girl who left me stranded
And barely even knew it

She was major surgery
I was maybe a skinned knee

With pains all through my solar plexus
I facebook stalk my ex's exes
Google the lyrics in her status
Then throw up at how pathetic that is