Letra de Dammit

It's alright to tell me
what you think about me
I won't try to argue
or hold it against you
I know that your leaving
You must have your reasons
The season is calling
Your pictures are falling down

The steps that I retrace
The sad look on your face
The timing, and structure
Did you hear that he fucked her?
A day late, a buck short
I'm writing the report