Don't come home, I don't want you in my bed
Go to the apartment in the West Village instead
I'll drop off your clothes,
your mail and medication
I'm already on my way, heading to the station
Stuck on that F, there's a problem on the line
I couldn't be more stressed, I'm losing my mind
Up to the first floor, key in the front door
Nothing's ever gonna be the same anymore
And that's when I realized
I realized
Something don't feel right
I didn't know it was your pussy palace,
pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace
I always thought it was your dojo, dojo,
dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict,
sex addict,
sex addict, sex addict?
I'll talk about it all, though, all now,
all now
I didn't know it was your pussy palace,
pussy palace,
pussy palace,
pussy palace
I always thought it was your dojo, dojo, dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict,
sex addict,
sex addict,
sex addict?
I'll talk about it all, though, all now, all now
I found a shoebox full of handwritten letters From
broken-hearted women wishing you could have been better
Sheets pulled off the bed,
the strewn all on the floor Long black hair,
probably from the night before Wayne
Reid bag with the handles tied toys,
butt plugs,
loop inside Hundreds of Trojans,
you're so * broken How'd I get caught up in your double life?
And that's when I realized I realized
Something don't feel right I didn't know it was your pussy palace,
pussy
palace,
pussy palace,
pussy palace I always thought it was your dojo,
dojo, dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict,
sex addict,
sex addict,
sex addict?
I'll talk about it all, though, all now, all now
I didn't know it was your pussy palace,
pussy palace,
pussy palace,
pussy palace I always thought it was your dojo,
dojo,
dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict,
sex addict,
sex addict,
sex addict?
I'll talk about it all, though, all now
I didn't know it was your pussy palace,
pussy palace,
pussy palace,
pussy palace I always thought it was your dojo,
dojo,
dojo