Walk into the venue, you slipped me your CD Asked me if I'd listen, give you my critique I listened to it, but halfway through it I had to quit, your band sounds like shit So, here we go Don't get mad at me, I'm just being honest I should have lied Don't get mad at me, I'm just being honest Walk into the bedroom, you were standing there Turned around and smiled at me and said you just cut your hair But then I told you I thought you looked better before You said, "Hope you like sleeping on the floor" So, here we go Don't get mad at me, I'm just being honest I should have lied Now you're mad at me, I'm just being honest How 'bout from now on you'll write the script, I'll read the lines So, here we go Don't get mad at me, I'm just being honest And now I'm staring at her napkin With seven digits that I can't make out She wrote it down in purple lipstick I shoulda never, I shoulda never opened up And maybe it's because I'm Irish I just couldn't keep my big mouth shut Is that an eight, is that a zero? I should have never, I should have never opened up So, here we go Don't get mad at me, I'm just being honest I should have lied Now you're mad at me, I'm just being honest How 'bout from now on you'll write the script, I'll read the lines So, here we go Don't get mad at me, I'm just being honest (I'm just being honest) Whoa-oh-oh (I'm just being honest) Whoa-oh-oh (I'm just being honest)