PUSH
Tell me baby is it true
What do you mean
Do you still hang out with him
So it seems
Do you waste your life on him
Are you sleeping with that airbag
You should have left him weeks ago
I know,I know
Hate to say I told you so,
So let it go
Mr Sorry Monkey Brain
Is he really worth it
Through glory days and wasted dreams
The question still remains
Don�ft you ever want to push
Don�ft you ever want to crush him
Oh yeah
Don�ft you ever want to push
Don�ft you ever want to flush him
Oh yeah
Cause baby this is your own show
So head up high and hit them low
Don�ft you ever want to
Don�ft you ever want to push him
Oh yeah
You are way ahead of him
Hey it�fs me
I mean you�fre too good for him
Oh let it be
Can�ft you see he�fs only that
And eating you like cancer
Mr Sorry Monkey Brain
Don�ft call him that
Loose him,drop him,and give him that
Yeah so you said
Life is just too short for this
This sleeping with an airbag
What ever makes you tick these days
The question still remains