She slams the front door Cuz she knows that I can't stand it Gives me the finger Cuz she knows I'm wrapped around it. She calls me sweetheart Cuz she knows it makes me weak. She stepped in dog pooh And I'm still kissing her feet.
Can you believe how this girl Treats me like a king?
[chorus:] She took more than she gave to me I gave my love, I got an std And if she comes home, I hope that she'll marry me. I want to tell her that it's over now Hey look, I'm arguing with myself I think that my girlfriend Is bad for my mental health And now I'm scaring myself.
The roller coaster makes me sick and she knows it. That's why she always insists that I go on it She told my friends that I need therapy I need a self-help group or a lobotomy
Can you believe how this girl Treats me like a king?
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