coming out of your apartment i can't imagine that you're happy
i don't even think of you anymore i don't have time with my new job your boyfriend doesn't have a job, does he? i can't imagine that you're happy
nothing against him, i'm sure he's a great guy remember when you used to suck on my filthy fingers?
you were holding his hand like he'd fall if you weren't you picked out his clothes didn't you? i can't imagine that you're happy.