Post Orgasmic Depression Lyrics - Singles - Eves Plum

I saw you at the party, I knew we `oughta be 

Well you were hungry for my box that made you pity me 

I took you to my bedroom, I was hoping for a treat 

Well now the party's over, I wish you'd hit the street 

Well I dont really give a shit ... Post Orgasmic Depression 

Oh well you were such a god before you slip it in 

And now my weight is___ The hate comes rolling in. 

I'm staring at the cieling, Now who do I hate more? 

You because you're an asshole? Or me 'cos I'm a whore? 

Well I dont really give a shit ... Post Orgasmic Depression 

Well everytime I do this shit, It always ends the same 

It starts out orthodontist, Ends up looking lame 

I wish I could control it, I wish I could refrain Here he comes, 

He's hard again 

Well I dont really give a shit ... Post Orgasmic Depression Uh huh uh huh 

Tell me that I dont have better things To do with my time 

Oh Well I dont really give a shit ... Post Orgasmic Depression uh huh, no, no, uh huh