Teenage Whore - Hole

When I was a teenage whore 
My mother asked me she said baby what bores [for! or course] 
I gave you plenty why could/do you want more 
Baby why are you a teenage whore 

I said I wanted it so and I 
I wish I could die 
See 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 pay you money not to be ignore[d] 
Why am I a teenage whore 
I seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you 
Tonight...what you put me through 
Of my house...get out of my house 

Seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you 
I don't want to live like you had...what you had put me through 
I wanted that shirt and I wanted those pants 
It's all the I put me through 
And I never why
Artist: Hole
Title: Teenage Whore