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 bower of your moist little 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 and 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 was new    we never go 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