In Sears and Robucks in 1957,
In my last life all good
girls would go to Heaven.
But Ive a strangeness,
a queer propensity for twisting the knife too easily.
When I think Im getting
better, Im just getting worse.
When I think Ive got
it made, I am impossibly cursed.
When did I become such a bitch?
And how did I let this
happen? I dont know.
When did I become such a bitch?
I used to be so nice.
Its like a sickness,
Im powerless to stop it.
My boring life, my little
heart made misanthropic.
Dont give me reasons,
just give me therapy,
But - really - just give
me what I want.
When I think Im getting
better, Im evil again.
When I think Ive got
it fixed, I have familliar refrains.
When did I become such a bitch?
And how did I let this
happen? I dont know.
When did I become such a bitch?
I used to be so nice,
Well, I used to be alright.
But I hate everyone and
everything all of the time.
And being so cruel -
cause all the pleasure that I get
My wicked tongue helps me forget
Myself and all my foolish ways
Cause being good is just
so fucking boring.
La, la, la, its boring.
When I think Im getting
better, Im just getting worse
When I think Ive got
it made, I am impossibly cursed.
When I think that Im
better, Im worse, yes, I am.
When I think that Im
better, I find that Im cursed.
When did I become such a bitch?
And how did I let this
happen? I dont know.
When did I become such a bitch?
I used to be so nice
once upon a time.
Oh, when did I become such a bitch?
And how did I let this
happen? I dont know.
When did I become such a bitch?
I used to be so nice,
Well, I used to be alright.