Jen is bringing the d** She wants to get real f**ed up She used to laugh and smile But the years of denial Have taken their toll on her dial But, me, I do as I please I caught you and set you free Cause I have been left alone by the people I've known And I don't know when they're coming home And Jen don't wanna be seen But I saw her in a swa*k magazine She had an airbrushed face But the lines of distaste Were crossed without crossing of legs And I don't wanna be found So when you get home I'm skipping town I'm leaving to go someplace Where nobody will have any clue where I am And Jen is bringing the d** She's gonna get me f**ed up Cause love is an inkless pen It's a tavern, it's sin It's a horrible way to begin