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 power of your moist lil' 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 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 is new, we never got 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.