She likes to think he loved her but it hurts so bad

A walking poster boy for all that's good
Too late in asking why
He juggled his honesty
He got swallowed by the cracks before he understood
A walking poster boy for all that's good
He's the principal of principles, this love gone bad
This Vodka does a memory clear
Now she knows that
It always seemed to strike her strange
A walking monument to DNA
Making love under the podium at the P.T.A.
She likes to think he loved her but it hurts so bad
'Cause now she knows she's wrong
That seemed to cling to his lips just like a wax mustache
Making love under the podium at the P.T.A.
A walking monument to DNA

And the sweet smell of his angel's hair
With two balls and an alibi

'Cause now she knows she's wrong

Now she knows that
'Cause now she knows she's wrong
It hardly seems worth it, baby

Now she knows she's wrong
He's the principal of principles, this love gone bad
His working late until the morning, spending so much cash
'Cause now she knows she's wrong
Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears are for

He got swallowed by the cracks before he understood