More Often Than Not in Glory of This

Set your sights on, what's wrong, you're not the first one
To break a heart, and I'm sure you won't be the last

Goodbye, I never missed you anyway
Confessions of lipstick on a stained wineglass
Is all I've got (to remind me the last time you were here)
But I'll keep calling you, until your phone blows up
I'll call your name out loud, til every one in this town, knows your name

I heard you crying, I felt heartless, for the first time

By this time next week everyone will know your name
You're a trainwreck waiting to happen
And I'll do what it takes for you to derail