(Allan, Walker)
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
Whyyy
Why you always kick me when I'm
Hiiigh
Knock me down till we see eye to
Eyyye
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
And then she taught me how to cuss ... that bitch!
It's over
You know I used to be such a nice boy
Whyyy
Why you always kick me when I'm
Hiiigh
Knock me down till we see eye to
Eyyye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right she'll do right now
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
She's drivin me insane
But now thats over
Whyyy
Why you always kick me when I'm
Hiiigh
Knock me down till we see eye to
Eyyye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right she'll do right now
She'll do right now
Right now
Right now
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......
Writer(s): Mitch Allan, Bradley Walker
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