You change your mind like a girl changes clothes.
Yeah you, PMS, like a bitch I would know,
And you overthink, always speak cryptically.
I should know that you're no good for me.
Cause you're hot then you're cold,
you're yes then you're no,
you're in and you're out,
you're up and you're down,
you're wrong when it's right,
It's black and it's white.
We fight, we break up,
we kiss, we make up.
You don't really want to stay,
you, but you don't really want to go.
We used to be just like twins, so in sync,
the same energy.
Now's a dead battery, used to laugh about nothing
now your plain boring.
I should know that you're not gonna change.
Someone call the doctor, got a case of a love bi-polar,
stuck on a roller coaster can't get off this ride.
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