I know it's hard
When you're fat and alone
And no one's around to know you
And you lock up your bike
And it falls down
When you're fat and alone
And you're on a diet for no one
And on your birthday
Only your mother calls
She says hap, happy,
Happy birthday, pumpkin
I won't talk long
I bet there's someone in your bed
When you're fat, you live alone
But you share a bathroom
You walk through the halls
With your toilet paper in your hands
And later on you phone
Your friend who lives in Vancouver
And you talk at length
About her little kids
And you stop at the shop
With wedding dresses staring at you
And you think to yourself
"I better take a wok cooking cla**"
I know it's hard
When you're all alone
Haven't had s** for a year now
I know it's hard
When you walk alone
I've seen you at the antique flea market
Life is sad when you wear
Sweatpants and a raincoat
And you walk unescorted
And you go into Beckers
And you buy yourself
Some corn chips and some salsa
And you go home and eat them
While you read junk mail
And later on your hand
It moves under the covers
And after you've cum,
You think about your student loan
I know it's hard when you're all alone
I know it's hard for you