Don’t touch me
You disgust me
Get off me
I can’t see
I’m sorry if you got hurt real bad
That type of hurt is just too sad
I guess you’re found new enemies
This isn’t someone that you hoped you’d be
And now your bedroom isn’t safe no more
And your mama isn’t sane no more
And you can’t take care of this
Cause they got something more than a kiss
They took-you-away
Part of you’s living somewhere too far
Come back to visit
So we know where you are
It’s not your fault, it’s not your fault
I guess you must think that you’re dirty
In some ways I must agree
But you never did anything dirty
At least when you agreed, agreed, agreeeeed.
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