Lletres: Liz Phair. In Love With Yourself.

He came over to my house
Didn't even knock, he just walked inside
And when I didn't want to talk
He said, "Oh God, what a lot of bullshit."

Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself 'cause I'm not
Don't you know I'm not?

And I said, "You've got a lot of nerve
Coming here after all of the times
That you've tried to pull the wool
Over my eyes and my ears and nose and mouth and..."

Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself 'cause I'm not
Don't you know I'm not?

And he said, "You've got a lot of nerve
Painting me like I'm the villain.
What about all of those words, like 'he's just a friend'?
Oh God, what a lot of bullshit..."

Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself 'cause I'm not
Don't you know I'm not?

And I said, "You've got a lot of nerve,
After all, it wasn't me who left.
And now you're sleeping with that girl
That you used to say that you have always hated."

Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself 'cause I'm not
Don't you know I'm not?

And we took off all of our clothes
Had a lot of sex and then fell asleep
And when I finally awoke
I held him close and I whispered in his ear and said,
"Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself
Don't be so in love with yourself 'cause I'm not
Don't you know I'm not?"