Polished trophy, pretty whore.
Leave the house to feel adored.
Evil eaves so soft and sweet.
So, why'd you let them pass
you around like meat?

You're not even breast.
You're not even steak.
You're a happy meal.
Just lay there on a plate.

You're available at any hour.
They just drive-though.
Take your power-uh-uh-er!

You better watch out.
I think your meat is starting to turn sour!

Groupie, they all lovingly.
Fear the things you could achieve
if you thought better of yourself,
but you prefer to f*** up your
mental health.

You grew up hungry.
Hunger pangs for company.
You coulda sucked dry all theseas,
but nothing seemed to put you at ease.

They say.
You always sing in a minor key.
Only about things that concern me .
I'm happy day-to.day;
but this hunger-
it never goes away.

I grew up hungry.
Hunger pangs for company.
I coulda sucked dry all the seas,
but nothing seemed to put me at ease.

Like chocolate, sex, cigarettes and love.
No, none of these things seem enough.
For girls like her, and guys like me;
depleted in com-company.
Depleted company.
Depleted company.

No, I don't wanna be saved.
I'm not asking for that-
I prefer to be brave
and fill myself with things that
I know will just f*** with my head.
With things that
I know will just f*** with my head.

Well, at least I helped one girl
crawl out of stranger's beds.
And you;
I don't you ever bothered to see
what's going on in her head.

Well, it's easy to judge,
and it's easy to sat what you said.
No, it's easy, so easy.
To say.
What you said.

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