You'll fill my cup when I can't stand
I'll fulfill every unspoken command
Sever my soul
If it pleases his flesh
I'll fall asleep with the tv still on
Drown myself til all feeling is gone
Drunken in the dark til the day finds me his
Madonna/whore, frigid ice bitch
Domestic heretic
I lie to myself
That the neck turns the head
Now, tell me I want this
I'm meant to be selfless
A pet you let sleep on the bed
Do you speak when you're spoken to?
Would you like to contribute?
How do you feel about biting the hand that feeds?
Now they fill the glass
Now I'm vomiting powder
They purge thyself from evil
From the whore that was a daughter, say
How do you feel about dying in the street?
Feels like being bound to you
In only ways I did not choose
Every touch, it burned right through me
'Til it finally burned me out
Punisher, killed by belief
Of what my suffering should mean
Until I see I bleed for nothing
Sorry if I'm ruining your fun
(Nothing that I wanted
Nothing that I wanted
Got nothing that I wanted
From everything I wanted
Need nothing that I wanted
Only the space to crawl away)