"All men are evil
Except my boyfriend"
Said the sound of the spectacle
I read it in a fanzine
It wasn't even in a
Big dumb glossy magazine
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything, everything
Everything we might have done, well
None of that means shit anymore
We contradicted ourselves
I guess we're all hypocrites
Just 'cause we like to get our kicks
In this one way, sometimes
You tell me