I think I'm over this
how you change like the weather
One day you seem to love me so much
and then the next, hate that we're together

You're just as good as Jackal and Hyde
You can turn like a pitbull
So I'll back up, yeah, how much space do ya think ya need
From here to Alaska, is that cool?

Mr. Rubberband Man
Stretch as far as you can
Away from me
You don't think I understand
But I know your plan
You're gonna snap
Back, back, back to me

You've got a lot of nerve to assume
and my patience is runnin' on empty
I'm so sick of your push and pull
and how you're emotionally trendy

You're an advocate for anti-touch
Until you feel like contradicting yourself
I'm so over your indecisiveness
I think you need to decide to get some help