| In Sears and Robucks 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 for twisting the knife too easily.
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| When I think I’m getting better I’m just getting worse
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| When I think I’ve got it made 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? |
| 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, 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 I’m evil again
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| When I think I’ve got it fixed I am …
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| When did I become such a bitch?
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| And how did I let this happen? |
| 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 — '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 I’m just getting worse
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| When I think I’ve got it made I am impossibly cursed.
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| When I think that I’m better I’m worse, yes, I am.
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| When I think that I’m better 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? |
| 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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| Oh, when did I become such a bitch?
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| And how did I let this happen? |
| 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. |