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