I take your word like it was gospel I'm so eager to please Yeah I like it when You talk to me It feels so good inside your shadow (It's the place I need to be) Yeah I know I need to climb you Like a tree There is this place inside Where all the good things die Sometimes I feel like a who*e (Sometimes I feel like a who*e) I hate the way I am around you (I'm so nervous and weird) Sometimes I feel like I'm Breathing underwater You treat me like I am on fire Like I'm something to eat You make me hate what I see When I see me Yeah I dream of the day When I learn how to make you pay Someday I'll teach you to beg Someday, someday Yes I live for the day When I can hear you say You make me feel like a who*e Yes I dream of the time When I can make you mine (Maybe then I'll feel half alive, more alive, so alive) There is this place inside Where all the good things die You make me feel like a who*e