Sanoja: SR-71. Right Now.

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, why do 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 You know I used to be such a nice boy Why, why do 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 clings to me like cellophane Fake plastic submarine Slowly driving me insane But now that's over Why, why do 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