Verse:
I don’t think you’re ready for this,
You better roll up your sleeves.
From now you better be sure,
You clean up after all her pet peeves.
And you swear its just for now, yeah right.
That’s an awful lot of stuff for a few nights.
Chorus:
What’s the point in going through,
Dividing everything in twos?
What good is a double bed when there’s only half for you?
Deny it all you can but you know,
She’s movin’ in.
Verse:
She’s thrown out your best magazines,
Your CD’s doubled in size,
Laid out in stacks of 15,
Completely alphabetized.
And you swear its just for now, not quite.
Picture frames and candles say otherwise,
Chorus:
What’s the point in going through,
Dividing everything in twos?
What good is a double bed when there’s only half for you?
Deny it all you can but you know,
She’s movin’ in.
Verse:
Empty boxes and newspaper shreds,
Still around to remind you,
She’s not a girl with the permanence of,
A temporary tattoo.
Chorus:
What’s the point in going through,
Dividing everything in twos?
What good is a double bed when there’s only half for you?
Deny it all you can but you know,
Deny it all you can but you know,
Deny it all you can but you know,
you know,
you know,
you know.
