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Kiss Off – a Special Twangville Playlist, Part 7

Wednesday, June 07, 2023 By Mayer Danzig

A few times over the years I put together a series of special playlists featuring my favorite kiss off songs. Despite what some may think, I’m really not that cynical. Rather, I just appreciate how some songwriters can tackle the topic with humor and bite. It’s kind of like a genre unto itself.

There have been a bunch of new gems in the time since the last edition so without further ado… adieu!


I Don’t Miss You, Phil Hurley

I don’t miss you now you’re gone. 
I thought I would, but I was wrong. 
I don’t miss the things you say. 
‘Cause, it was it never about anything but you anyway. 
 
It ain’t like I’ll never see you again. 
No, I’m not angry. I’ll still be your friend. 
They say distance, it makes the heart grow fonder. 
Well, let’s just stay apart a little longer. 


Fool’s Ride, Kathleen Edwards

Love is blind 
Whoever bought that line must be a real sucker 


Talk Is Cheap, Mando Saenz

Now you say you wanna talk it over 
You’re only talking when the talk is cheap 
I ain’t buying your crying on my shoulder 
Only when the talk is cheap 


Don’t Give a Damn, Ruby Boots

I don’t give a damn 
Where you’re at or who you’re with 
Who you’re lovin’ or who you kiss 
And even less if you’re missing me right now 


When I Leave Here, Cory Branan

I give you my love 
You put it in a drawer 
I said, I give you my love 
The fuck you think it’s for? 
You bet it’ll hurt 
But not as long as it should 
For better or worse, I am gone for good 


Strip of Light, Patty Griffin

We can talk day and night about who is wrong or right 
But the problem is that baby you’re a bore 
Know I’ve wasted years where there was no love before 
So I won’t waste your time anymore


I Hope He Breaks Your Heart, American Aquarium

So I packed up and I’m movin’ on 
Hell I’m tired of writin’ these songs 
It seems like I waste all the pretty ones on you 
 
And I hope that he breaks your heart 
And I hope you cry all night 
And I hope 
You feel the way I do now 


Broad Street, PJ Bond

The last time I heard from you, I’d grown tired of listening  
You said your mother she’d been making jokes and most of them were at my expense  
It’s just the same old situation of miscommunication  
But frankly I just think you’re being ridiculous  
And maybe next time I won’t go and try to wish you the best  
So let’s just give it a rest  

It started off nice and ended in aggravation  
Give me your hand and we’ll reach the destination  
Sure you’d give me a call if you had my number then  
But I don’t know what you’d say  
So let’s just keep it that way  


Your Internet Sucks, B.E.R.

There’s a girl in me that misses us 
But I hope that she gets hit by a bus 
And wakes up in bed with amnesia 

Please just let me get this off my chest 
I don’t think that I wish you the best 
In fact, I wish you the worst 
I hope when you think of me it hurts 
And when you order take out 
I hope that it’s cold when it shows up 
And if you’re drinking coffee 
I hope you burn your lips on the cup 
And when you’re playing Fortnite 
I hope that your internet sucks 


Pay To See You Smile, Andy Frasco & the U.N.

I’d pay to see you smile 
I’d pay more to see you go 


When You’re Gone, The Vansaders

I don’t miss you when you’re gone 
Thank god I was wrong 
But I ran out of time to waste 
I don’t miss you when you’re gone 
In a world gone wrong 
No regrets ‘til the end of my days 


Better Things to Do, The Shootouts

I’ve got better things to do, better things to do 
A better place for me is a hundred miles from you 
I’ve got better things to do, better things to do 
A better love for me could be anyone but you 


I’m Not Your Man, Tommy Conwell and the Young Rumblers

Seven days a week with you is more than I can handle
Seven nights of love and dirty laundry on your floor
Baby, I can see this whole thing heading into trouble
I’m out the door


One Last F.U., Lucero

(While this isn’t a romantic kiss-off, it’s a potent send-off nonetheless…)

Yes, I’ve got the tim? to spend 
But I don’t want to spend it here 
I always did enjoy drinking alone 
So let me finish this drink 
Without telling me what you think 
We go our separate ways, I say so long 
 
I ain’t gonna be here very long 
One last fuck you, that’s it and I’m gone 


View the rest of the Kiss Off series here.



About the author:  Mild-mannered corporate executive by day, excitable Twangville denizen by night.


Filed Under: Acoustic, Americana, Country, Playlists, Pop, Rock, Singer/Songwriter Tagged With: American Aquarium, Andy Frasco, BER, Cory Branan, Kathleen Edwards, Lucero, Mando Saenz, Patty Griffin, Phil Hurley, PJ Bond, Ruby Boots, The Shootouts, the Vansaders, Tommy Conwell

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