Spare Me the Details

My girlfriend, my dumb donut
Went out to a party just the other night
But 3 hours later and 7 shots of jager,
She was in the bedroom with another guy

And i don't really want to know
So don't tell me anymore
And i really don't want to hear
About her feet all up the air

And well, i'm not the one who acted like a ho
Why must i be the one who has to know?
I'm not the one who messed up big time
So spare me the details, if you don't mind

Now i can understand friends who want to tell me
Think they're gonna help me open up my eyes
But the play-by-play makes me want to lose it
Everytime you do it, man, it turns the knife

And i don't really want to know
So don't tell me anymore
And i really don't want to hear
About her feet all up the air

And well, i'm not the one who acted like a ho
Why must i be the one who has to know?
I'm not the one who messed up big time
So spare me the details, if you don't mind

Now i don't need to hear about the sounds they were making
And i don't need to hear about how long he was taking
Or how he was a machine gun

Now i'm lying in bed, wallowing in sorrow
Missing the tomorrow that we could have had
Running through my head, over and over
Things i never told her now just make me sad
And it drives me insane, sitting with a vision
Stuck with that image burned into my brain
And i feel so dumb that i could ever trust her
But someone else fucked her, then i walked away

And i don't really want to know
So don't tell me anymore
And i really don't want to hear
About her feet all up the air

And so, i'm not the one who acted like a ho
Why must i be the one who has to know?
I'm not the one who messed up big time
So spare me the details, if you don't mind

Cause i don't want to know
I don't want to know
I don't want to know
I don't want to know...


Album: Splinter