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!
Chorus:
Why, why 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 but she'll do right now she'll do right now
I used to hang on every word,
each lie was more absurd
Kept m e so insecure
but now that's over
She taught me how to trust,
And to believe in us,
And then she taught me how to cuss ... that bitch!
It's over
You know I used to be.. such a nice boy
Chorus
She clings to me like cellophane,
Fake plastic submarine,
she is driving me insane,
But now that's over.
