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