I'm waking up and baking watching the parade Cos today's the day I got over you taking out the trash and the pictures that I stashed of the two of us in 1992 you stole my heart when Eddie Vedder was king I gave you a foot massage I gave you my ring You left me for a drummer coz you said I couldn't sing but that's ok cos there'll be no more mountain climbing in the rain no more long hair cloggin' up the drain no more life will never be the same life after lisa's not so bad at all saw you with the dude who gave us our first tattoos did he cover up my name that was fast can you believe that I'm alive still not workin' 9 to 5 and my little band is kickin some ass so when you ask me if I hated you now it's not you it's just all of the times I missed out on sleeping with your roommate every time you passed out but that's okay and now there's no more mountain climbing in the rain no more long hair cloggin' up the drain no more life will never be the same life after Lisa's not so bad at all I bet you're saying to yourself that you'll find somebody else like me all I've got to say is there ain't no fucking way that you're getting me to say I'm sorry not today no more mountain climbing in the rain no more long hair cloggin up the drain no more life will never be the same cleaning up the house again listening to house of pain having headaches in my brain listening to you complain shopping at the mall again I'm outta rhymes I've gotta say life after Lisa's not so bad at all not so bad at all no more mountain climbing in the rain no more long hair cloggin up the drain no more life will never be the same life after Lisa's not so bad at all oh no not so bad at all