When I was a teenage whore
My mother asked me, she said "Baby, what for?
I give you plenty, why do you want more?
Baby why are you a teenage whore?"

I said I feel so alone and I
I wish I could die
I 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 good money not to be ignored
Then why am I a teenage whore

I've seen your repulsion and it looks
Real good on you
Denying what
What you put me through

... of my house
Get out of my house
Get out of my house
Get out of my house

When I was a teenage whore
My mother asked me, she said "Baby, what for?
I give you plenty, why do you want more?
Baby why are you a teenage whore?"

I've seen your repulsion and it looks
Real good on you
I don't want to live what you have
You have put me through

I wanted that shirt and I
I wanted those pants
It's all the lying you put me through and I
I never