[power pop. cheap trick sound.]
You said goodbye to me—turned quickly on your heel
You went out searching—for that bigger better deal
And now that guy you caught—and thought was so sublime
Was not “all that”– he didn’t stand the test of time.
And you’re alone…
You told me, baby – nothing that—we ever had was real
You needed someone—with a hotter sex appeal
But, so did he—and now you’re feeling, oh, so small
My cell ID tells me—it’s you who’s trying to crawl.
Come crawling home…
Well….
You don’t know jack!
You don’t know me.
You want me back
But, I can see, oh, girl….
You don’t know jack!
When I told you that I loved you, baby—you still walked away
You didn’t want to listen—to the words I had to say
He was young and hot and vibrant—so much “more” than what I am
You felt alive again—then he went on the lam.
You were so wrong….
**
Well….
You don’t know jack!
You don’t know me.
You wanna come back
But, I can see, oh, girl….
You don’t know jack!
**
The table’s turned, you beg— you crawl across my floor
Petty’s singing now —”Don’t Come ‘Round Here No More.”
You look up at me—’Big Eyes’ call out my name.
Once a sucker, only, girl. I’m on to your cheap game.
Goodbye, so long….
**
You don’t know jack!
You don’t know me.
You can’t come back
Oh, can’t you…. see… it… girl?
Oh, yeah…
You don’t know jack!!
You don’t know jack.
You don’t know jack….
