Professional Victim

Well it took five neigbors To get him in the hall And down the three flights of stairs Out the building's door I know that it's easy to say That it couldn't be worse But now she's in her apartment Alone for the first time since the last jerk And once you let them get to you It never washes off Cause they can smell the weak ones And just pick you off like a pigeon And each one is worse than the last one Until you're a professional victim You get everything backwards Learning how to survive You treat the little wounds first Let the big ones fester for life You've done it enough You would think that you know what you need But it doesn't get any better When you've got such an eye for the bad seed (Chorus) And if you take a look you can see the cracks In the story told where the logic lacks All the pretty girls and the stupid boys Make the same mistakes until they've got no choice