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 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
    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
    I used to be such a nice boy