Wash, Rinse, Repeat

You can build a home out of sticks and stones and mud But it'll get washed away by the rain and ensuing flood If you survive rebuild it under the sun But lo, on the horizon it's another storm front We seem to be hopelessly Doomed To wash, rinse, repeat So tell me which person to believe The one who blows kisses or the one who bites and screams "Everything will be different, everything will be better, you'll see" Is said with a wink and a smile through sharp teeth We seem to be hopelessly Doomed To wash, rinse, repeat Apologizes not I'm ready yet to say Forgiving speech not ready yet to make Eventually everybody goes away It won't really matter and we're probably both to blame We seem to be hopelessly Doomed To wash, rinse, repeat