Day of the Assholes

Assholes

If you're an asshole like me

It can turn ugly

He proposed to me suddenly

At the age of seventeen

Ruined my graduation

Not up for anticipation

He used to just stare at me

In the cafeteria

I felt like running away

I just stepped over him

In my high heels

And said nothing

If you're an asshole like me

You do what you want

It doesn't matter what they say

Or how much they taunt

The idea of taking you back

Makes me choke on a bone

Stop calling me on the phone

I just want to be alone

It's okay

It's not Hiroshima, you know

(I hear the bombs going now)

If you're an asshole like me

You want to keep on working

And for your boyfriend to

Stop jerking around or being a jerk

Now I got my feet on the ground

And it's the turnaround

He better listen to me this time

It's such a love crime

At least when you're down

There is only one way

To go and that's up

There is nothing left to lose

So you can only win

Turn the sands of time

Around again

Better than acting like you're dead

Melodrama of sixty or seventeen

It's a number, it's nothing

Selling your soul

Well, I thought about it

I would never sell mine

But yours, well, I thought

How much would I get for it

For the Devil it's a bargain

Bargain basement dirt cheap prices

That was all I could get for it

I decided to leave it

At least I don't take the

Stairs up from hell

To go to work

I suppose it's hot down there

It's kind of cold up here

Oh, I get the Faustian temptation

The winter of my lust and lost

Is not something for veneration

You get instant satisfaction

During my Joblick anticipation

At least I kept my soul, though

That's a dirty deal done cheap

With a real high price, dude

You bought her over the Internet

For $20,000

She likes to brag she

Sold herself for $40,000

Shows up in a hooker outfit

Of PVC in purple-red

With platform white heels, it's sad

How you regret

Bills and two kids and no fun

And expensive fashion habits

She took the money and ran

She went back to Japan

Well, it's not my problem

Anata wa abunai desu

Oh, the truth you deny

Shinjerarenai

I can't believe it

I don't believe you

You lie again and again

I would rather be alone

Got a guy on the phone

For a little dirty talk

And if he doesn't do it for me

Well, he can walk, so

How are the kids then?

Really not interested.