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Whore
“Whore”
I have been reduced to nothing
Each strangled groan
Too caught up in between your bed sheets
For anyone to hear me
I am not the girl
You introduce to your new friends
I’m the secret
Kept down where you can keep it
I only meet your little friend
Every other night
When you get lonely
Each night I cry myself to sleep
Because you won’t hold me
You hold her
But haven’t you noticed she's starting to look just like me?
Tell me baby,
Why you won’t introduce me to your family
Why I only get to see the ceiling of your bedroom
When you fill me
I’ve learned to hang onto every word you’ve ever told me
Let it hold me when she was all I could see
Tattooed onto the back of my eyelids
When I try to sleep
Tell me baby,
Why do I feel guilty?
Why do I feel so empty?
Someone once told me
To win the game
I'd have to sell my body
But I can't put a price on
What I already gave away freely
I have been reduced to nothing
Each strangled groan
Too caught up in between your bed sheets
For anyone to hear me
I am not the girl
You introduce to your new friends
I’m the secret
Kept down where you can keep it
I only meet your little friend
Every other night
When you get lonely
Each night I cry myself to sleep
Because you won’t hold me
You hold her
But haven’t you noticed she's starting to look just like me?
Tell me baby,
Why you won’t introduce me to your family
Why I only get to see the ceiling of your bedroom
When you fill me
I’ve learned to hang onto every word you’ve ever told me
Let it hold me when she was all I could see
Tattooed onto the back of my eyelids
When I try to sleep
Tell me baby,
Why do I feel guilty?
Why do I feel so empty?
Someone once told me
To win the game
I'd have to sell my body
But I can't put a price on
What I already gave away freely
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