I'm retiring your jersey   You're the last crazy fuck inside of me   For all your talent   And your charm   You were uniquely qualified   To bring me harm      So for the first time,   Maybe the thousandth   I'll decline to take your hand   And break up any way I can      So you can sell it to some soap opera   On the network you persue   And break the willing heart   Of every ingenue   Cuz beside your kindness, your wit,   Your style   We both know you were more than half absent most of the while      So for the first time   Maybe the fiftieth   I can't look into your eyes   we all can lose our faith by and by      So for the first time   Maybe twice   I can't see you in my life   And I can't make it right   Not tonight