Lyrics:

Secret porno collector spending money he didn't have,
Hoped one day to try his luck at whoring through the ads

Moved to a different city where he rented out a room
Pretended he was a virgin every time they came around

Only a bed,
And his blonde, blonde head
So thin he'd dry like a teenage boy
To keep on pretending that every pleasure's never-ending
Keeps on hoping for more

Got himself a girlfriend, wasn't going anywhere
A year of hiding magazines,
she knew and she didn't care

Afternoons of lying when he said he'd been nowhere
Clutched them close inside his coat when she opened up the door

Only a bed and his blonde, blonde head
So thin he'd dry like a teenage boy
To keep on pretending that every pleasure's never-ending
Keeps on hoping for more

He asks and prays if he will ever know
He wonders if it will ever show
And sometimes late at night when the moon is shining in,
The girlfriend of the porno junkie softly laughs,
softly laughs at him

He won't die of heartbreak cause his heart will never break
Secret system of pleasure that he worked so hard to make
Will hold him so tightly that no one can get in
Girlfriend of the porno junkie now laughs at him

Only a bed,
And his blonde, blonde head
So thin he'd dry like a teenage boy
To keep on pretending that every pleasure's never-ending
Keeps on hoping for more