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!



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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 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



Chorus



She clings to me like cellophane,

Fake plastic submarine,

she is driving me insane,

But now that's over.



Chorus