Called him up, “Come into my bedroom”
Ended up we fuck on his hotel floor.
It’s not about sex anymore
This is the experience of being a whore.
Wondering what went wrong
he says,
“I’m a princess, I’m so divisive”
Ask me why, why I’m like this
Maybe I’m just kinda like this
I don’t know, maybe I’m just like this
I say I’m in LA, really I’m in Chicago
It doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really matter
It doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really really matter.
Called one up, he’s drunk.
So I called up another
It’s Always Sunny wasn’t on
So he’s watching this other show
It’s not about sex anymore
This is the experience of being a whore.
They say I’m Megan, really I’m Alyssa
It doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really matter
It doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really really matter.
He called me up
Just to say that I’m divisive
Asked me why, why I’m like this
Maybe I’m just kinda like this
I don’t know, maybe I’m just like this
I mean, look at my hair
Look how long
look at my body
If I told you I was raped
Do you think anyone would think
That I didn’t ask for it?
I won’t testify
I already fucked it up
When I let them lie
Instead of fucking them up
I’m so divisive.
They say I’m a Bartender, really I’m Pinault
It doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really matter
It doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really matter
Doesn’t really really matter.
Hey Jules, your mom called, I told her that you’re fucking up big time.
(circa October 2, 2010)
