This is you call me
I strike terror men I can't be bothered by they think I bare my cross, my soul, I forgive but I forget
been put upon this Earth in female form But I can handle myself the best of you As well as the worst and I have
I the right to remain silent But I to speak, sing, scream I am lips, hips,
I am the of a woman Strong like music, true like But without my There would be no music only spoken
I am able to So I live without Without Only a
I am drunk, I am Heaven doesn't me And hell's afraid I'll over
Don't trying to censor me Or me up it won't work
I am cold and yet warm and close To those who deserve to see that of me of me, the heart of me
You find me so hard to in your world The you perceive to be so normal I am deformed, scorned, reborn, I am me And I know who I am, what I am And the wrath I
The ugly beauty, the truth The virgin whore, the storm A lover, a fighter, a saint, a A sister, a daughter, old a beginner I have decorated myself with
Hate, truth, you All of you, of you of you More one of you
With lips like sugar, like meat I've watched men come, go and I sleep to dream and of sleep
I had a Joe you were standing in the middle of an open grove I had a Joe That your were raised up to the sky And your was covered in foam
been crucified, justified And by my behavior Both feminine and I am a contradiction and
My is my release And only time tell well that ends well
I am unsweetened, Been called drama Ex girlfriend, ex The tantrum, the
I point my finger, the blame And time I will own the name Because no one is going to me If I to, I will ruin myself And it be my ruin