I still haven't learned from the mistakes which I've made
Who is good to be with, and who'll take me in vain
And who'll use me up dry, and won't remember my name
And who'll make a good boyfriend as long as he's laid

I don't know if it's fair to say that I still care
Because to be honest with everyone, I never did
If I lied, well I'm like all the guys I don't like
I don't like them because they're like me

Yet the reason I want you is only because
I don't know you, can't say that we've really yet talked
When we do, well, I know that it's over for you
Because you'll only turn out the way all of them do.

They want me, they all want to be under my dress
They want me, they all want to get hot, steamy sex
They want me, they all want to get any girl laid
They want nothing but me, and they want me in vain

I don't want to be left in the cold without hope
But I'm grabbing my jacket because I've got to go
There's no hope for me here, not right now or next year
And you're happy without me, with some cigs and cold beer

So I'm leaving tonight and I'll be back tomorrow
As the hope I don't have is the end of my sorrow
To be pleasant is nice, when you're nobody's life
But I'm supposed to be sex stuck at home.

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