I can't laugh too hard, I'm on a diet I'm trying to lose myself, you ought to try it Just starve for six days straight, oh it's a riot Every Sunday night I binge and I barf, cause I carry the scars of an eight year old Whose mother applied the same rules to her kid's body as her own I think you'll leave me soon, though I've no proof of it But I'll make it easier for you, I've been a little bitch This is just a theory, but I think the reason why I'm scared to prove it The only male influence I had after daddy often met Were my mother's weekend lovers and their alcoholic breaths I'll tell you what caused it if you handle the offense Yes, I'll tell you what caused it if you handle the offense I'll tell you what caused it if you handle the offense Yes, I'll tell you what caused it if you handle the offense I can't laugh too hard, I'm on a diet I'm trying to lose myself, you ought to try it Just starve for six days straight, oh it's a riot Every Sunday night