I am locking up the doors of my mind For I dont need you there, hare
I am locking up the doors of my heart 'Cause the only thing that I can think with is inbetween my legs
And I will go out into the cold nightt I will find myslef a whore or two And I'll hate myself
I will brin them home I will undress them Smoke a cigarette and ask them How they feel in here How they feel with me They'll say: pay and fuck And I'll hate myself
I'll hate myslef I'll pay and hate myself I'll fuck and hate myself