Fed up with all the promises,
That never were meant at all,
And the lies that came from you,
And the unreturned calls,
I just didn't know what to do.
Tired of crying all alone,
Knowing no retreat,
And kissing the emptiness that you wrought,
I was about to admit defeat,
But I had one last thought.
How was I to rid myself,
Of dan's and Dale's and he?
Long and hard I came to think,
'Tis the convent life for me;
My first idea that didn't stink!
Running away from all the pain;
All the uncaring and cold guys,
And the pressure that they bring,
Running away from all I despise,
And thier tounge's awful sting.
'Tis the convent life for me,
For me, 'tis the convent life for me.
For the last time I'm leaving them behind,
And letting my mind wander free,
Of all their actions unkind..
Tis the convent life for me, for me,
Oh yes, the convent life for me,...
No More strife for me for me,
No more strife in this life for me...
Never will a wife will I be, I be,
Not in this life a wife will I be...