He's got a million lines for each of your ears,
  He's telling you exactly what you want to hear,
  He's telling you what you want to hear,
  His hands are sweaty moving
  
  You have a beer, another beer,
  Another and another and another beer,
  Now you're ready to take him on,
  Now you are prepared
  
  Punching walls, punching doors,
  Nothing like this ever happened to him before,
  Picks his pants up off the floor,
  Seen it all before
  
  He will use her for tonight,
  She is the one I wish I?d treated right
  
  He walks away,
  Your evening saved,
  Except the overwhelming smell of his aftershave,
  It'll be gone in another day,
  And thank God for that
  
  The overwhelming smell of his aftershave,
  It'll be gone in another day,
  Your apartment stinks like aftershave,
  "It's a long story. I'll tell you another day"
  
  He will use her for tonight,
  She is the one I wish I?d treated right