The Wrens - Ex-Girl Collection lyrics

Fourth floor room Each girl I've brought back home to bloom All fold on close inspection Each one leaves A banner hanging from the eaves Marking the eve of election Ex-girl collection, why? Into why not Into what else you got It's just how men mark time Ann slams in Another lightning round begins This could get interesting Where's ann been? She pours herself a don't-ask gin No ice and light on the bitters I'm done with quitters, why Charles, I found out Wipe that smile off your mouth I think it's tell-me time Britt hit hard She found my box of Beth's best cards Hand cut and signed with 'X's Called at work 'Happy anniversary, jerk' And I just laughed at the timing With you on hold line 2 still crying 'why?' Play s** on the cuff? Does beth like it rough? And learn your dirty lines? And keep her hair cropped The other shoe dropped 'Is this how men mark time in couples?', she cursed This sounds too rehearsed As Ann, hand on hip Accusing me to the rafters Words turn and spit And scorch right through to the plaster I'm called ten kinds of a ba*tard Curses came faster Ann stands down I think she thinks there's still some gal Who's up but Ann's so smug You couldn't even guess Beth's gone She so (...) Why? into why not? Into Charles gone to pot In hotter water Line up to lift up a toast To the ones I hurt most And how the well's gone lime With Charles on the plow I'm roger over and how Slower now men mark time Fine Why, what else you got?