Female Dyslexic

In the early days it was easy, I felt like an intelligent guy From the kitchen to the bedroom, I could tell by the look in her eye But a couple of weeks later, there's a party going down She says: i got some tuff to do, but you just og and have fun Well, I hit the town drinks flowing down, gin and juice, patrone, crystal and rome Mario gets another one, I said I gotta run So, I'm getting home, no missed calls on my phone, opened the door with a smile Where the fuck have you been, drinkin all that gin Well you said go and have fun What does she want? I can't read her! What does she need? I dont understand… I guess I'm female dyslexic! What does she want? I can't read her! What does she need? I dont understand… I guess I'm female dyslexic! How am I suppose to understand her, every time she talks its like decrypted code When she's in this fucked up mode She says ”yes”, she means ”no”, I say ”What?”, she says ”You should know!” Has it ever been a problem understanding me? I say what's on my mind every time! Am I suppose to be a shrink? Am I suppose to be a phsycic? What does she want? I can't read her! What does she need? I dont understand… I guess I'm female dyslexic! What does she want? I can't read her! What does she need? I dont understand… I guess I'm female dyslexic!