Im moving in Shes moving out to los angeles Shes got a truck; shes got my stuff Packed into it Just seven months Was just enough Of putting up with me Imagine that A baseball bat upside her tv She says she needs some therapy [chorus:] You know it seemed so simple before She could have asked I would have given her anything And now its 1, 2, 3 Blame it all on me And I had to find it out the hard way She calls me up Shes breaking down In los angeles She misses home Shes all alone She cant handle it But seven months was just enough Of putting up with her Youre brand new nose & bigger boobs Dont change a thing You need some therapy I think you need some help [chorus] Shes got a lot to figure out Shes got a lot to think about Shes got a lot to forget about Shes got a lot to live without So many things to miss about me [chorus]