She Said

And there's no clothes I can buy

Make me feel like myself

She said

So I put on clothes

To make me look like someone else instead

And as a matter of fact I don't like to be seen

'Cause I'm not satisfied with myself

She said,you better hit her

She said

she said

she said

she's dead

There no perfume I can buy

Make me smell like myself

She said ,yeah

So I put on perfume

To make me smell like somenoe else in bed

And as a matter of fact

I don't like to be scented

'Cause I don't like to smell myself

She said,you better hit her

She said

she said

she's dead

she said

But I'm not afraid of being more than pretty

While you're getting paid

To wind yourselves up until you drop,yeah

There no one I can talk to

Like I talk to myself

She said,

So I play games to make them

Think I'm someone else,it's inbred

And as a matter of fact

I don't like to be seen

'Cause I'm not satisfied with myself

She said,you better hit her

I'm not afraid of being more than pretty

While you're getting paid

To wind yourselves up until you drop

She said

she said

she said

she's dead

It's ingrained,she's stained

She's played,she's played

I've ******* up inside my own head

And what the hell I'm doing

In a place like this

I know exactly why I'm here

me