Released on November 23, 2008

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[Pre-Chorus]

No, oh-oh

Is it true

What they say of you?


[Chorus]

Gonna call the president

Gonna call a private eye

Gonna get the IRS

Gonna need the FBI


[Post-Chorus]

There's not anymore that I can do


[Verse 1]

All the reasons that you gave, I'd follow you

To when you'd lead and if that'd be the end of time, it's true

Wouldn't be the first time I been wrong

Wouldn't be the last I'm sure I've known

Through all the rumors, I could tell

Some things didn't work so well

Well, anyway, it feels the same


[Verse 2]

When you first told me you were gone

So long ago, but I still held on

Through all the motions, the love, and the sex

And that's the truth and here's the worst yet

Wouldn't even matter the things that I'd say

You made your mind up and gone, anyway

And there's no use now in draggin' it on

Shoulda seen it comin' all along

[Guitar Solo]


[Pre-Chorus]

Well, it's true

Oh, I had my doubts of you, oh-oh


[Chorus]

Gonna call the president

Gonna call myself a private eye

Gonna need the IRS

Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make this a federal case

Gonna wave it right down in your face

Read it, baby, with your morning news

With a sweet hangover and the headlines, too, now


[Interlude]

Ah, ah


[Verse 3]

I bet you think I'm doin' this all for my health

I shoulda looked again, dated somebody else

Feelin' like I've done way more than wrong

Feelin' like I'm livin' inside of this song

Feelin' like I'm just too tired to care

Feelin' like I've done more than my share

Couldn't be the way that I've carried on

Like a broken record for so long

And I do, ooh-ooh


[Chorus]

Gonna call the president

Gonna call a private eye

Gonna get the IRS

Gonna need myself the FBI


[Bridge]

Ooh, what shall I do

If I gave my heart to you? Oh

It's such a crime, you know it's true


[Guitar Solo]

Oh


[Chorus]

Gonna call the president

Gonna get myself a private eye

Ooh, gonna need the IRS

Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make it a federal case

Gonna wave it right down in your face

Read it, baby, with your morning news

With a sweet hangover and the headlines, too


[Outro]

There's not any more that I can do