You're upstairs with the boyfriend while i'm left here to listen. I hear you calling his name, i hear the stutter of ignition. I could hear you whispering as i crept by your door. So you found some other joker who could please you more. I'm not angry, i'm not angry anymore. I'm not angry, i'm not angry anymore. Ooh, i know what you're doin'. I know where you've been. I know where, but i don't care, 'cause there's no such thing as an original sin. I've got this camera click, click, clickin' in my head. I got you talking with your hands, got you smiling with your legs. Spent all my time in a vanity factory, Wonderin' when they're gonna come and take it all back. Chorus