love had nothing to do with us 

you had nothing better to do nothing better to do 

you say that you want to be free well, baby, don't look at me 

i think i've had enough of super mario 3 

and i do believe i've poured enough beer into me 

to strip away the beauty of the curve of your hips 

and to nullify the bower of your moist little lips 

i feel my brain reactivate and tell me that enough is enough is enough

work... you look at teeth all day 

analyzing dental files and then you come home and analyze us 

us... i'm sick of reevaluating us 

you bore me into the ground, our sex occurs without sound 

what was verb is now noun 

now don't you think enough's enough and we should be through 

you lie there with a wounded face as if this was new 

we never go to movies and we never do shit 

our world is your apartment and i'm tired of it 

i feel my brain reactivate and tell me that enough is enough is enough