#18 of the 00s - Kelly Clarkson

Fine, I'm guilty. I blame Tyler/Kelly Boy and his alluring free tickets to Kelly's gig in London a few years back, back when i hadn't even heard of her.

I'm a convert since that, and the fresh scornful honesty of Chivas and Never Again. You could be too.


18. Kelly Clarkson - My December



I hope the ring you gave to her
Turns her finger green
I hope when you're in bed with her
You think of me
I would never wish bad things
But I don't wish you well

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You're not worth it babe
The trouble you bring the noise you keep
And you don't even care

I'm so sick of you babe
Nights wasted I'm through faking
You don't turn me on
You don't do anything at all

Baby I can't stand the sight of your face
Baby I don't even want to hear your name

Don't know what I saw
But are you seeing it now
Woke up this morning, bitterness in my mouth

Guess I fell too fast
Guess I learned my lesson
So much for true love
I'll take this Chivas instead