you crash my home and you whine you come inside and you cry saying it s not the same as when we began she s all changed it s not the same and it s never your fault no no every month the same routine she s the only one but she s oh so mean you re just like a teen you fall in love too hard too much you fall out of love too hard too soon well you sit here in my couch and whine maybe you had your hopes too high well there s always complaints and ball and chains there s always a loss or too much fuss come on get your heart out of your crotch every month the same routine hopeless love and endless dreams you re a dramaqueen