Jen is bringin' the drugs
She wants to get real fucked up
She used to laugh and smile
But the years of denial
Have taken their toll on her dial

But me I do as I please
I caught you and set you free
Cause I have been left alone
By the people I've known
And I don't know when they're coming home
And Jen don't want to be seen
But I saw her in a swank magazine
She had an airbrushed face
But the lines of distaste
Were crossed without crossing of legs

And I don't want to be found
So when you get home I'm skipping town
I'm leaving to go some place
Where nobody will
Have any clue where I am

And Jen is bringin' the drugs
She's gonna get me fucked up
Cause love is an inkless pen
It's a tavern, it's sin
It's a horrible way to begin

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