(Come on, uh-ha, uh-ha)

I talk, you say I'm talking back
It escalades to full attack
I'm going, you're coming
Your brain's on pause
But your mouth keeps running

Don't know what planet you are from
What macho ego trip you on
I'm giving, you're taking
You think I'm there, but I'm really just faking

Oh, you're so the same cliche
And it makes me wanna run the other way

I'm trading your old dirty shirt
For high heels and a mini skirt
You're over, I'm under
I'll spell it out it's making me wonder

Why am I still with you
When I know that it'll never work
Why don't I just hit you
When you act like just some stupid jerk
You know that I love you
But you get on my last every nerve
Oh man I guess you'll never understand

Oh, you're so the same cliche
And it makes me wanna run the other way

I tried to tune you in and not to turn you on
If you don't try to make a change, I'll be good as gone
(Maybe I should kiss a girl, whoa-oh, whoa-oh)

Maybe I should kiss a girl
Maybe I should change my world
You already know you make me sick
And this could be the cure
Girls know how to make it fun
And you know how to mess it up
Maybe you should learn to watch your tongue
'Cause boy I've had enough
Maybe I should kiss a girl