It's New Year's Eve, I'm in Glendora
I'm the only living person in Glendora
Heading east on the freeway
Left my prom dress on the bus stop in Duarte
I switch the rules, you take advantage
You know I always like to play the victim
And would you fuck me? Because I'd fuck me
Am I your wetnap? Freestyle walkin'

I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again

I'm on my way, I want to see you;
You're in the bedroom with some dancers underneath you
I come inside, I hear the door slam;
You tell me if I really loved you I'd get with them
They make me sick, you make me sicker
But I want to please you so I go and I get with her
I close my eyes, I think about me
I'm just your wetnap, freestyle walkin'

I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again

I should find someone better for me, but Mom says we're born this way
Every time I come over to your house you just shit on my face
And you know it, you know it, you know, you know it really freaks me out

I drove for hours on bad directions
I arrive; there's something you forgot to mention
An afterthought, straight to the tabby
"Sorry, angel, went to Reno, happy happy"
It ain't the rest--why do you, Jenny?
I'm in a booth, it's almost twelve--your favourite Denny's
Another year! I need a Sunday
I'm just your sidebet, freestyle walkin'

I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again