You're just another picture to burn

Only one thing to do - time to delete you

Burnin' up, all your pictures
Tearin' up, all your letters
Rippin' up, all your sweaters
This is, this is for the better
Slashin' up, all your tires
Smashin' up, all your flowers
Grabbin' back, all my power
Press the button that says, "I don't need you"
Delete you, oh, wo, oh

State the obvious, I didn't get my perfect fantasy 
I realize you love yourself more than you could ever love me 
So go and tell your friends that I'm obsessive and crazy 
That's fine you won't mind if I say 

And if you're missing me, 
You'd better keep it to yourself 
'cause coming back around here 
Would be bad for your health...