Teenage Whore

When I was a teenage whore

My mother asked me, she said, "Baby, what for?

I give you plenty, why do you want more?

Baby, why are you a teenage whore?"

I said, "I feel so alone and I

I wish I could die

I've seen the things you put me through and I

I wish I could die"

When I was a teenage whore

The rain came down like it never did before

I paid good money not to be ignored

Then why am I a teenage whore?

I've seen your repulsion

And it looks real good on you

Denying what

What you put me through

In my house

Get out of my house

Get out of my house

Get out of my house

When I was a teenage whore

My mother asked me, she said, "Baby, what for?

I give you plenty, why do you want more?

Baby, why are you a teenage whore?"

I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you

I don't want to live what you have, you have put me through

I wanted that shirt and I, I wanted those pants

It's all the lying you put me through and I never wear a -