In Sears and Roebuck
In 1957
In my last life
All good girls would go to heaven
But I've a strangeness
A queer propensity
For twisting the knife too easily
When I think I'm getting better
I'm just getting worse
When I think I've got it made
I am impossibly cursed
When did I become such a b**h
And how did I let this happen
I don't know
When did I become such a b**h
I used to be so ni-i-i-i-i-ice
It's like a sickness
I'm powerless to stop it
My boring life, my little heart
Made misanthropic
Don't give me reasons
Just give me therapy
(But really just give me what I want)
When I think I'm getting better
I'm evil again
When I think I've got it fixed
I hear familiar refrains
When did I become such a b**h
And how did I let this happen
I don't know
When did I become such a b**h
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 f**ing boring
La la la, it's boring
When I think I'm getting better
I'm just getting worse
When I think I've got it made
I am impossibly cursed
When I think that I'm better
I'm worse, yes I am
When I think that I'm better
I find that I'm cursed
When did I become such a b**h
And how did I let this happen
I don't know
When did I become such a b**h
I used to be so nice once upon a time
Oh, when did I become such a b**h
And how did I let this happen
I don't know
When did I become such a b**h
I used to be so nice
Well, I used to be alright