Jen is bringing the drugs She wants to get real fucked 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 swank 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 some place Where nobody will have any clue where I am And Jen is bringing the drugs She's gonna get me fucked up 'Cause love is an inkless pen It's a tavern, it's sin It's a horrible way to begin