I once had a man break up with me. He said I was using him because right after making love I would weigh myself.

Cast as a deadpan anecdote, the line satirizes the way intimacy can be distorted by insecurity and self-surveillance. The boyfriend’s complaint—“using him”—is comically reframed: the speaker’s post-coital act of weighing herself suggests she treats sex less as connection than as a metric for self-worth, body control, or validation. Levine’s humor hinges on incongruity (romance versus bathroom scale) to expose how cultural pressures around thinness and measurement can intrude even into private moments. The joke also flips expectations about exploitation: rather than emotional or sexual manipulation, the “use” is instrumental and absurd, underscoring the alienation produced by obsessive self-assessment.