Sometimes I wonder if you still wanna fuck me
Like you said on Aim
In '08 (totally!)
Bible study, we were buddy-buddy
Then you said that we should fornicate
(like, yeah!)

In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit
Let your white studded belt hit the ground
And my hair stay teased as I'm on my knees
Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound

And like every other shitty love story
You came and went, just like that
And I tried to call you desperately
But boy you didn't add me back, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
And baby I know
I know whatever city you're in
You're still the boy that I'd pick
In a line up of, like, 30 hot guys
Your eyes are so, so pretty, bet
Your lips are probably wet
With the lies of our relationship

Now it's fine because I'm a whore
And, I sleep with guys
just for fun and drugs, but
Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why
I thought we were cool (I thought we were cool)
In Vacation Bible School, Bible School, ooh
Vacation Bible School, Bible School, ooh
Vacation Bible School, Bible School, ooh
Vacation Bible School, Bible School, ooh
In Vacation Bible School

[Post-Chorus]
Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo Jesus!
Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo Jesus!
(Naah-yeahh)
Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wonder if Jesus is above me
Making sure we meet again (But when?)
And then when I saw you at our local mall, you
You walked right by me with your friends
(What a dick-literally!)

In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit
Let your white studded belt hit the ground
And my hair stay teased as I'm on my knees
Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound

And like every other shitty love story
You came and went, just like that
And I tried to call you desperately
But boy you didn't add me back, yeah

And baby I know
I know whatever city you're in
You're still the boy that I'd pick
In a line up of, like, 30 hot guys
Your eyes are so, so pretty and bad
Your lips are probably wet
With the lies of our relationship

Now it's fine because I'm a whore
And, I sleep with guys
just for fun and drugs, but
Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why
I thought we were cool (I thought we were cool)
In Vacation Bible School, Bible School, ooh
Vacation Bible School, Bible School, ooh
In Vacation

And one day, I get to blame myself for this
I can blame it on selfishness
That you never really wanted my love
And someday, God will make you pay for this
I just wanted faithfulness
But you never really wanted my love
(My love, my love)
(Or my backdoor!)