you had this idea of who i was
and it wasnt true wasnt me cause
all you really wanted to know
was what you could get below
my waist it was all about the chase
when did love become a race
1st person who saw me as an object
exposing me to a new subject
of how strong morals are wrong
like im supposed to play along
you think my body is for you
to enjoy thats why we are through
youre shocked youre distraught
you need comforting can you not
im shocked that i even cried
time for you to move aside
id be lying if i said its been fun
cause im on to the next one
who will treat me right
and respect me at night
like im a precious pearl
and im sorry for the next girl
who has to meet you
im glad we are through