I change my mind like a lobo destroys clothes
Yeah, tu PMS like a girl I would know
And tu always think, always speak cryptically
I should have known that you're no good for me

'Cause he's hot and you're cold
He says yes and tu no
His in and you're out
His up and you're down
You're wrong when he's right
His Black and you're white
We fight, we break up
We hug, and make out
You, tu shouldn't wanna stay, no
But you, tu don't really wanna go, oh

We use to be as one, so in sync
The same energy now's a dead battery
Used to talk 'bout everything, now you're plain boring
I should have known that you're no good...