I'm waking up and strafing,
Watching the tv 'cos todays the day I got over you,
Taking out the crap,
And the rubbish that I stashed of the two of us in 2002,
You broke my heart when Kurt Cobain was king,
I gave you a back massage I gave you my things,
You left me for a drummer 'cos you said I couldn't sing,
But thats'OK
'Cos there'll be no more,
Waiting for you in the rain,
No more Guitar riffs slamming through my brain,
Life after Genie is not so bad at all,
Saw you with your crew, just doing what you do,
Did they forget about me?/that was fast,
Can you belive that I'm alive,
And loving it all the time,
And our little bands' kicking some ass,
So when you asked me if I'm mates with you now,
It's not you, It's all of the times I missed out,
Or sleeping with some other girls whenever you turned 'round,
But thats OK,
'Cos there'll be no more,
Waiting for you in the rain,
No more, Guitar riffs slamming through my brain,
No more, life will never be the same,
Life after Genie is not so bad at all,
I bet your saying to yourself that you never liked lads like me,
But all I have to say is there ain't no fucking way,
Your getting me to say,
I'm sorry...... not today,
And there'll be no more,
Waiting for you in the rain,
No more, Guitar riffs slamming through my brain,
No more, Life will never be the same,
Cleaning up my room again,
Listening to Feeder again,
Having headaches in my brain,
Listening to me complain,
Going into town again,
I got no rhymes i have to say,
Life after Genie is not so bat at all,
Not so bad at all, Not so bad at all,
No more, No more, No more, No more, No more, No more,
Not so bad, No, Not so bad at all
