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In Sears and Roebuck in 1957 |
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In my last life, all good girls would go to heaven |
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But I've a strangeness, a queer propensity |
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For twisting the knife too easily |
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When I think I'm getting better |
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I'm just getting worse |
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When I think I've got it made |
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I am impossibly cursed |
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When did I become such a bitch? |
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And how did I let this happen? |
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I don't know |
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When did I become such a bitch? |
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I used to be so nice |
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It's like a sickness |
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I'm powerless to stop it |
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My boring life, my little heart made misanthropic |
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Don't give me reasons, just give me therapy |
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But really, just give me what I want |
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When I think I'm getting better |
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I'm evil again |
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When I think I've got it fixed |
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I have familiar refrains |
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When did I become such a bitch? |
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And how did I let this happen? |
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I don't know |
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When did I become such a bitch? |
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I used to be so nice |
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Well I used to be alright |
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But I hate everyone and everything all of the time |
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And being so cruel |
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'Cause all the pleasure that I get |
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My wicked tongue helps me forget |
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Myself and all my foolish ways |
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'Cause being good is just so fucking boring |
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La la la it's boring |
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When I think I'm getting better |
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I'm just getting worse |
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When I think I've got it made |
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I am impossibly cursed |
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When I think that I'm better |
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I'm worse, yes I am |
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When I think that I'm better |
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I find that I'm cursed |
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When did I become such a bitch? |
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And how did I let this happen? |
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I don't know |
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When did I become such a bitch? |
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I used to be so nice once upon a time |
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When did I become such a bitch? |
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And how did I let this happen? |
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I don't know |
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When did I become such a bitch? |
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I used to be so nice |
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Well I used to be alright |
