Typical (Extended Mix)

She struts up to me

She whispers my name as if I know her

But I never knew her

She asks me the time

A quarter to one, we go for a drive

I just don't know her

On the coldest night

In the darkest room

I will sleep alone

Cuz it's better than you

Yeah, it's better than you

You can't play me like that

It's a matter of fact

You're nothing more than a typical whore

And I won't be your fool

Anymore

I go to her house

Flip on the tele and lie on the couch

But I don't feel her

Anymore

She asks me to bed

This is the end of my disenchantment

Now that I'm walking out the door

On the coldest night

In darkest room

I will sleep alone

Cuz it's better than you

Yeah, it's better than you

You can't play me like that

It's a matter of fact

You're nothing more than a typical whore

And I won't be your fool

Anymore

Maybe some day you'll get it

Perhaps you'll regret it

Or maybe you'll find someone else who excepts it

I won't be the one

You can't play me like that, it's a matter of fact

You can't play me like that, it's a matter of fact

On the coldest night

In darkest room

I will sleep alone

Cuz it's better than you

Yeah, it's better than you

You can't play me like that

It's a matter of fact

You're nothing more than a typical whore

And I won't be your fool

Anymore

Maybe some day you'll get it

Perhaps you'll regret it

Or maybe you'll find someone else who excepts it

I won't be the one