I like not getting what I want, I guess
I'm just reporting what the facts suggest
I've read my journals and it appears I like torture, a lot
I'll top or I'll bottom
Try your cold maneuvers on me if you've got them
My endurance is awesome
But I'm not as easy to woo as I once was
Since I got jumped by the girl of the month club
I ascended from dumper to dumped
Remind me sometime, I'll tell you about it
I heard a rumor that I was amazing
And I tell myself everything I hear about myself
I knew that it was bad when she bought
The crucifix earring at the yardsale
That man was an actual witch
When I wish for pain I get my wish
One good heartbreak and you'll sing for a decade
This one could wound me to middle age
I was splayed I said, Go ahead
Then in walks a nurse from a hot French movie
And tells me she can do things to me
I like getting things done to me
But just then getting wrecked seemed more fun to me
And pleasure writes fewer good songs
So I kicked out the nurse
But we did some stuff first
They say you are what you eat
And I was starved for attention
I ate every eyeball that aimed my direction
I was desperate for someone to mess with me
But so few could do it successfully
Here we come in a slow motion strut
It's all four of me, the cool one two more
And the one careless whore of me
I heard a rumor that I was amazing
compositores: The Blow
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