Neckfinger

I'm sorry you don't like the way I broke your eggs
I'll light a candle for you next time I go to pray
It's alright
It's alright
Another lie you tell to yourself
It's alright
It's alright
It will go away

I bet you look like Auschwitz without all your clothes
But the smirk on your face says you like it that way
I'm worthy
They like me
Another lie you know that you tell
It's alright
It's alright
It will go away

What better way to demonstrate you're in control?
Than to make him pay your way all night
then throw it up alone
'Cause you know you're not pretty
That's a secret you think you keep to yourself
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
We don't matter anyway

Poor baby
Poor baby
No focus on you
Poor baby
Poor baby
Poor baby
No one worships you

You might be useful if you made pornography
But until then you're just anathema to me
Another self-righteous cunt who thinks that
Everything's about her
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
We don't listen anyway

Poor baby
Poor baby
Poor baby
No focus on you Poor baby
Poor baby
Poor baby
No one worships you