| What's A Girl |
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| What’s a girl to do, what’s a girl to do |
| dead by matches on a red dirty mattress under you |
| bleak enough for two throw-up in pales at the mention of males |
| even you what’s a girl to do |
| throw my pennies and I throw my privilege |
| and I violate for you and I escalate towards you I won’t sin |
| I moan him and I suffocated in you — what’s a girl to do |
| what makes everything seem something I’d never want to do |
| pack my paintings and I pack my cookies |
