Girl, girl, yeah yeahI take your word like it was gospel
I'm so eager to please
Yeah, I like it when you talk to meIt feels so good inside your shadow
It's the place I need to be
Yeah, you know I need to climb you like a treeThere is this place inside
Where all the good things die
Sometimes I feel like a whore
Sometimes I feel like a whoreI hate the way I am around you
I'm so nervous and weird
Sometimes I feel like I'm breathing underwaterYou treat me like I am on fire
Like I'm something to eat
You make me hate what I see when I see meYeah, I dream of the day
When I learn to make you pay
Someday I'll teach you to beg
Someday, somedayYes, I live for the day
When I can hear you say
You make me feel like a whoreGirl, yes I dream of the time
When I can make you mine
Maybe then I'll feel half alive, more alive, so aliveThere is this place inside
Where all the good things die
You make me feel like a whore
Girl, you make me feel like a whoreGirl, you make me feel like a whore
You make me feel like a whore
You make me feel like a whoreYeah, you make me feel like a whore
You make me feel like a whore, girl, yeah yeah