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