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 fucking 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 fucking 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