She clings to me like cellophane.
Fake, plastic submarine.
Slowly driving me insane,
But now that`s over.
So what if the sex was great?
Just a temporary escape.
Another thing I grew to hate,
But now that`s over!
Why?!
Why do you always kick me when I`m high?!
Knock me down till we see eye to eye.
Figured her out:
I know, she may not be Miss Right.
She`ll do right now.
She`ll do right now.
I used to hang on every word.
Each lie was more absurd.
Kept me so insecure,
But now that`s over.
She taught me how to trust,
and to believe in us.
She taught me how to cuss!
That bitch, it`s over!
You know, I used to be such a nice boy!
Why?!
Why do you always kick me when I`m high?!
Knock me down till we see eye to eye.
Figured her out:
I know, she may not be Miss Right.
She`ll do right now.
She`ll do right now.
She clings to me like cellophane.
Fake, plastic submarine.
Slowly driving me insane,
But now that`s over! (Over!)
Why?!
Why do you always kick me when I`m high?!
Knock me down till we see eye to eye.
Figured her out:
I know, she may not be Miss Right.
She`ll do right now.
She`ll do right now.
Right now.
Whoa! Right now!
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