Well, I hope that the friend that you've thrown yourself on
Gets drunk and loses her job
And every road that you travel on
Is dusty rocky and hardI couldn't make you love me
You only made me blue
So all in all if the curtain should fall
Then I hope that it falls on youAnd I will have sweet
Sweet, sweet mental revenge
I will have sweet
Sweet, sweet mental revengeWell, I hope that the train from Caribou, Maine
Runs over your new love affair
You walk the floor from door to door
And you'll tear out your peroxide hairI never was your woman
'Cause you were never true
So all in all if the curtain should fall
Then I hope that it falls on youAnd I will have sweet
Sweet, sweet mental revenge
I will have sweet
Sweet, sweet mental revengeI will have sweet
Sweet, sweet mental revenge
I will have sweet
Sweet, sweet mental revenge