Post Orgasmic Depression

I saw you at the party, I knew we `oughta be

Well you were hungry for my box that made you pity me

I took you to my bedroom, I was hoping for a treat

Well now the party's over, I wish you'd hit the street

Well I dont really give a shit ... Post Orgasmic Depression

Oh well you were such a god before you slip it in

And now my weight is___ The hate comes rolling in.

I'm staring at the cieling, Now who do I hate more?

You because you're an asshole? Or me 'cos I'm a whore?

Well I dont really give a shit ... Post Orgasmic Depression

Well everytime I do this shit, It always ends the same

It starts out orthodontist, Ends up looking lame

I wish I could control it, I wish I could refrain Here he comes,

He's hard again

Well I dont really give a shit ... Post Orgasmic Depression Uh huh uh huh

Tell me that I dont have better things To do with my time

Oh Well I dont really give a shit ... Post Orgasmic Depression uh huh, no, no, uh huh