There's clothes all over the floor
Don't remember them being here before
Smell of perfume isn't here, why's lipstick on the mirror
And still I don't understand

No pictures left in the hall
There's three new holes in my wall
Where the hell's my credit cards, why's my wallet in the yard
And still I don't understand

Well, now I guess I should've listened
When you said you'd had enough
A little trick I picked up from my father, in one ear and out the other
Why's love gotta be so tough

Should see the look on my face
My shit's all over the place
Why's this happening to me, why'd you take both sets of keys
And still I don't understand

Well, now I guess I should've listened
When you said you'd had enough
A little trick I picked up from my father, in one ear and out the other
Why's love gotta be so tough

Oh, and now I guess I should've listened
Ahh-oh, ahh-ahh, ahh-oh, ahh-ahh, ahh-oh, ahh-ahh

There's clothes all over my floor
I don't remember them being there before
There are no candles in here, lipstick's still on my mirror
And still I don't understand

Oh, and now I guess I should've listened
When you said you'd had enough
A little trick I picked up from my father, in one ear and out the other
Why must love be so tough

Well, now I guess I should've listened
Ahh-oh, ahh-ahh
When you said you'd had enough
Ahh-oh, ahh-ahh
A little trick I picked up from my father, in one ear and out the other
Ahh-oh, ahh-ahh
Why's love gotta be so tough

Writer : KROEGER, CHAD / KROEGER, MICHAEL / PEAKE, RYAN / VIKEDAL, RYAN
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.