Walls
It's all for you
And your selfish entertainment
But I don't mind
I just do what I'm told
My eyes are open
But all I see is the wall
I'd feel much better
If you'd look at my face
So I'll change my dress
And I'll change these shoes
If it will make him love me
And I'll cut off my hair
And I'll rouge my cheeks
If it will make him love me
I smile and nod
But I know there's nothing there
No feelings or emotions
Other than lust
And I am soiled
And my thighs are sticking
He says he loves me
I wish that he did
So I'll change my dress
And I'll change these shoes
If it will make him love me
And I'll rouge my cheeks
And I'll cut off my hair
If it will make him love me
My hands are dirty
But my mouth is clean
It's too much of a challenge
For me
And my dress is crumpled
And my hair is a mess
They help to express
My shame
My hands are dirty
But my mouth is clean
It's too much of a challenge
For me
And my dress is crumpled
And my hair is a mess
They help to express
My shame
Your personal achievment
Is based on my defeat
It's all a little twisted
To me
Your personal achievment
Is based on my defeat
It's all a little twisted
To me
So I'll tear off this dress
And I'll burn these shoes
If they make him love me
And I'll shave off my hair
And I'll wash my face
If they make him love me
And I'll tear off this dress
And I'll burn these shoes
If they make him love me
And I'll shave off my hair
And I'll wash my face
If they make him love me