i've had a headache since two in the morning
and i feel like you've forgotten everything
that made me special to you
i hung a picture of the two of us in the back room of my mind
i go and visit it sometimes
and it makes me feel old

just when i think that you're gone
you come round to see if i'm home
speak of the devil
why won't you leave me alone??

oh it's the way you walk
it's the way you talk
it's the promises you made me
back when we still thought that we could see that springtime through
it's the way you stare
it's the bleach in my hair
because i couldn't stand to keep it brown
but you still, you still come around

i know you think that you're so hot
in that sweater that your mom bought
what a heartbreaker
in a pair of dirty pumas
i hear you got a special feeling for that girl you used to love
i'm like okay
you never loved me anyway

just when i think that you're gone
you come round to see if i'm home
speak of the devil
why won't you leave me alone??

oh it's the way you walk
it's the way you talk
it's the promises you made me
back when we still thought that we could see that springtime through
it's the way you stare
it's the bleach in my hair
because i couldn't stand to keep it brown
but you still, you still come around

oh, it's the way you speak
it's the way you creep
into my thoughts
when i tried so hard to forget about you
it's the way you lie
the way you made me cry
the way i tried so hard to keep the memories down
but you still, you still come around