I see the track marks down her arm,
She tells me
It's no cause for alarm,
But Mary
But Mary
She says the only thing I'd shoot again is a live gun
Sadly for those men,
I'm a survivor
I'm a survivor
I was a girl
When I lost the rights to my own skin
I feel, heal the wound within
The wound within
I said Mary forget that world,
She looked in my face
Says another girl must be in my place
Must be in my place
And that boy he makes a rape joke,
He's not a man
Then again yes he's such a man
He's such a man
I was a girl
When I lost the rights to my own skin
I feel, heal the wound within
The wound within
And I was helping her move the place the other week
Found razor blades
In a box marked keep
In a box marked keep
Why she has five locks on her front door
A child of God is noone's whore
Noone's
I was a girl
When I lost the rights to my own skin
I feel, heal the wound within
The wound within
I see the track marks down her arm,
She tells me