It’s so strange, troubling How, when outcome is known How you, informed and true to form Choose the wrong thing And you say that You want to You want to change how you are But then you don’t change And so change is not the outcome And I can’t hear the same old story And I won’t sing the same old song And I can’t compliment your good judgment Unless there is some Oh how I love you But you’re kicking my ass Oh how I love you But you’re kicking my ass And you won’t deign to take advice You seem willing to pay any price to stay the same To never change You keep complaining your life just keeps staying the same. How’s it working? You keep on making the same mistake over again. On purpose? And it’s so strange, befuddling Despite all that you learned And all that you know that I know You learned the hard way Oh how I love you But you’re kicking my ass Oh how I love you But you’re kicking my ass You keep complaining your life just keeps saying the same