Justine Frischmann
The Spanish Amanda Lyrics

The day after you left me
Right after you broke up with me

I saw the grafitti
I noticed the unwanted graffiti on my house left by you

That you painted on the back wall of my house
You painted something offensive on the back of my house

And later on that evening
Afterwards, in the evening

I turned away twelve pizza boys
I declined twelve pizza deliveries that your brother sent over

That your brother had so thoughtfully sent round
Your brother sent them as a spiteful gesture to remind me of you

And you gave me the impression
You made me feel as though

That my moment's indiscretion
My temporary mistake

Was something that a decent boy turns down
No decent person would forgive my mistake

And for those three weeks in September
During the three weeks in September

When I felt your reign of terror
When I felt frightened and dominated by you

Our break-up was the talk of the town
Our separation was the gossip of the local community

But it could be worse
Despite all of this, it could be worse

You could be Justine Frischmann
The situation could be worse - you could be Justine Frischmann

I'd have to see you in The Melody Maker every week
I'd be reminded of you often if you were frequently featured in the public eye, like Justine Frischmann in The Melody Maker

It could be worse
Once again, despite the previous scenario being bad, it could always be worse

I could be Damon Albarn
I myself could be in a worse situation and have to publicly face my heartbreak like Damon Albarn

And have to suffer my all my heartache en publique
I'd have to publicly experience all the feelings of heartache and despair

Early in October
At the beginning of October

I ran into your neighbour
I accidentally saw your neighbour

Said she was sorry that I didn't call round these days
She apologized that I haven't come by to visit recently

And the silent commiseration
The unspoken empathy

Of your sentimental milkman
Your milkman, who is emotionally attached and loyal to you

Was a comfort in oh so many ways
It was reassuring for me in many ways

But for all the indifference
Despite the lack of attention or care

Of TV, radio and press
Despite the lack of coverage from media outlets

We may as well not have been in love at all
It was as though we never even loved each other

And when I went to the Appeal Court
When I attempted to fight back in court

To try to get your verdict quashed
To overthrow the original decision made by the court in your favor

They wouldn't even let me through the door
I wasn't even allowed to enter the building

It could be worse
Once again, despite everything, it could always be worse

You could be Justine Frischmann
The situation could be worse - you could be Justine Frischmann

It could be worse
Again, there is a worse outcome possible

You could be Justine Frischmann
Once more, the scenario being discussed could be even worse by being Justine Frischmann