| Theres clothes all over the floor | 
| Don’t remember them being here before | 
| Smell of perfume is in here | 
| Why’s lipstick on mirror | 
| Yet still I don’t understand | 
| No pictures left in the hall | 
| Theres three new holes in my wall | 
| Where the hell’s my credit cards | 
| Whys my wallet in the yard | 
| Still I don’t understand | 
| Well now I guess I should’ve listened | 
| When you said you had enough | 
| A little trick I picked up from my father | 
| In one ear and out the other | 
| Why’s love gotta be so tough | 
| Should see the look on my face | 
| My shit’s all over the place | 
| Whys this happening to me Why’d you take both sets of keys | 
| And still I don’t understand | 
| Well now I guess I should’ve listened | 
| When you said you had enough | 
| A little trick I picked up from my father | 
| In one ear and out the other | 
| Why’s love gotta be so tough? | 
| Well I guess I should’ve listened | 
| Theres clothes all over my floor | 
| I don’t remember them being there before | 
| There are no candles in here | 
| Lipsticks still on my mirror | 
| And still I don’t understand | 
| And now I guess I should’ve listened | 
| when you said you had enough | 
| A little trick I picked up from my father | 
| In one ear and out the other | 
| Why must love be so tough? | 
| Well now I guess I should’ve listened | 
| When you said you had enough | 
| A little trick I picked up from my father | 
| In one ear and out the other | 
| Why’s love gotta be so tough? |