I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you

Said I liked your shoes

You said thanks, can I follow you?

So it's up the stairs and out of view, no prying eyes

I poured some wine

I asked your name, you asked the time

It's two o'clock

The club is closed, we're up the block

Your hands are on me

I'm pressing hard against your jeans

Your tongue in my mouth

Trying to keep the words from coming out

You didn't care to know

Who else may have been you before



I want a lover I don't have to love

I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck

Where is the kid with the chemicals?

I thought he said he'd meet me here but I'm not sure

I've got the money if you've got the time

He said it feels good, I said I'd give it a try



Then my mind went dark

We both forgot where your car was parked

Let's just take the train

I'll meet up with the band in the morning



Bad actors with bad habits

Some sad singers, they just play tragic

And the phone's ringing and the van's leaving

Let's just keep touching

Let's just keep, keep singing



I want a lover I don't have to love

I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk

Where is the kid with the chemicals?

I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full

I need some meaning I can memorize

The kind I have always seems to slip my mind



But you write such pretty words

But life's no storybook

Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt

Do you like to hurt? I do, I do!

Then hurt me! Then hurt me!