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

Now it's two o'clock
The club is closed,
We are up the block
Your hands are on me,
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's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet him 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'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 is ringing,
And the van is leaving
Let's just keep touching,
Let's just keepkeep singing

I want a lover I don't have to love,
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's 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