Typical

She struts up to me She whispers my name, as if I know her But I never knew her (I never knew her) She asks me the time A quarter to one, we go for a drive I just don't know her On the coldest night In the darkest room I will sleep alone Cuz it's better than you Yeah, it's better than you You can't play me like that It's a matter of fact You're nothing more Than a typical whore And I won't be your fool Anymore We go to her house Flip on the tele, and lie on the couch But I don't feel her Anymore She asks me to bed This is the end, of my disenchantment Now that I'm walking Out the door On the coldest night In the darkest room I will sleep alone Cuz it's better than you Yeah, it's better than you You can't play me like that It's a matter of fact You're nothing more Than a typical whore And I won't be your fool Anymore Maybe someday you'll get it Perhaps you'll regret it Or maybe you'll find Someone else who accepts it I won't be the one You can't play me like that It's a matter of fact You can't play me like that It's a matter of fact On the coldest night In the darkest room I will sleep alone Cuz it's better than you Yeah, it's better than you You can't play me like that It's a matter of fact You're nothing more Than a typical whore And I won't be your fool Anymore Maybe someday you'll get it Perhaps you'll regret it Or maybe you'll find Someone else who accepts it I won't be the one