I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you.

I said, "I like your shoes."

You said, "Thanks can I follow you?"

So it's up the stairs and out of view-

And out of here, no prying eyes

I poured some wine

I asked your name, you asked the time...

Now it's two o'clock-

the club is closed and we're up the block

Your hands 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 to meet him here, but I'm not sure

I got the money if you've got the time

You said, "It feels good."

I said, "I'll 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..

But you...

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...

then hurt me...