This Part:
It's not easy having yourself a good time
Greasing up those bets and betters
Watching out they don't four-letters
This part:
It's a bitch convincing people to like you
If I stop now call me a quitter
This part:
Pleasing everyone isn't like you
Dancing jigs until I'm crippled
Slug ten drinks I won't get pickled
And this part:
I've got to hand it to you
You've played by all the same rules
They call to mind two very...social people. The type of people who go to a party and know everyone there. They've probably slept with most of them, too. They hate each other. Usually because they're in competition.
Fuck and kiss you both at the same time
Smells like something I've forgotten
Curled up died and now it's rotten
I'm not a ganster tonight
Don't want to be a bad guy.
Most of the time, they're at each others throats. The only exception to this is when they're having sex. Their relationship may be a secret, but it may not be. "Fuck" here means "to screw over."
It's takes the truth to fool me
And now you've made me angry
"The truth" is that the other person has confessed to having real feelings for the singer.
If lies were cats you'd be litter
Part of what attracted the singer to the other person, despite the hatred, is how similar they were. Now the singer is finding out they're more different than the singer originally thought.
I'm just a loner, baby
And now you've got in my way
For the singer, the other person having genuine feelings for them sours the beauty of their relationship, which was supposedly based on their mutual hatred for each other. Now the other person's feelings are ruining the singer's self-image. The singer doesn't do "feelings" and "relationships."
Oh, I could throw you in a lake
Or feed you poisoned birthday cake
I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone
Oh, I could bury you alive
But you might crawl out with a knife
And kill me when I'm sleeping
That's why
"We're going to keep having sex. Partly because the sex is good, and partly because I am afraid of what will happen to me. I know what you are capable of if I were to break this off."
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll prob'ly go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
"If I were to ruin you, you'd probably come out better for it. Because your sole reason for existence is to frustrate me."
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
"Knowing you have feelings for me ruins what we had. But I have to keep doing it."
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride.
This Part: It's not easy having yourself a good time Greasing up those bets and betters Watching out they don't four-letters
This part: It's a bitch convincing people to like you If I stop now call me a quitter
This part: Pleasing everyone isn't like you Dancing jigs until I'm crippled Slug ten drinks I won't get pickled
And this part: I've got to hand it to you You've played by all the same rules
They call to mind two very...social people. The type of people who go to a party and know everyone there. They've probably slept with most of them, too. They hate each other. Usually because they're in competition.
Fuck and kiss you both at the same time Smells like something I've forgotten Curled up died and now it's rotten
I'm not a ganster tonight Don't want to be a bad guy.
Most of the time, they're at each others throats. The only exception to this is when they're having sex. Their relationship may be a secret, but it may not be. "Fuck" here means "to screw over."
It's takes the truth to fool me And now you've made me angry
"The truth" is that the other person has confessed to having real feelings for the singer.
If lies were cats you'd be litter
Part of what attracted the singer to the other person, despite the hatred, is how similar they were. Now the singer is finding out they're more different than the singer originally thought.
I'm just a loner, baby And now you've got in my way
For the singer, the other person having genuine feelings for them sours the beauty of their relationship, which was supposedly based on their mutual hatred for each other. Now the other person's feelings are ruining the singer's self-image. The singer doesn't do "feelings" and "relationships."
Oh, I could throw you in a lake Or feed you poisoned birthday cake I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone Oh, I could bury you alive But you might crawl out with a knife And kill me when I'm sleeping That's why
"We're going to keep having sex. Partly because the sex is good, and partly because I am afraid of what will happen to me. I know what you are capable of if I were to break this off."
I can't decide Whether you should live or die Oh, you'll prob'ly go to heaven Please don't hang your head and cry
"If I were to ruin you, you'd probably come out better for it. Because your sole reason for existence is to frustrate me."
No wonder why My heart feels dead inside It's cold and hard and petrified
"Knowing you have feelings for me ruins what we had. But I have to keep doing it."
Lock the doors and close the blinds We're going for a ride.
"Now, take off your pants."