(Come on, uh-ha, uh-ha)

I talk, you say I'm talking back

It escalades to full attack
I'm going, you're coming
Your brain's on pause

But your mouth keeps running

Don't know what planet you are from

What macho ego trip you on
I'm giving, you're taking
You think I'm there, but I'm really just faking


Oh, you're so the same cliche
And it makes me wanna run the other way


I'm trading your old dirty shirt
For high heels and a mini skirt

You're over, I'm under
I'll spell it out it's making me wonder


Why am I still with you
When I know that it'll never work
Why don't I just hit you

When you act like just some stupid jerk
You know that I love you
But you get on my last every nerve

Oh man I guess you'll never understand

Oh, you're so the same cliche

And it makes me wanna run the other way

I tried to tune you in and not to turn you on

If you don't try to make a change, I'll be good as gone
(Maybe I should kiss a girl, whoa-oh, whoa-oh)


Maybe I should kiss a girl
Maybe I should change my world
You already know you make me sick

And this could be the cure
Girls know how to make it fun
And you know how to mess it up

Maybe you should learn to watch your tongue
'Cause boy I've had enough
Maybe I should kiss a girl