Nine times of ten with a gun to my head
I wouldn't do it I'd be better off dead
Said a beautiful girl to a crowd of her friends
She didn't even think about how the loss would hurt them
It's a sad world when a man's so sick in the head
He thinks a woman's life is worth less than the hole between her legs
But it's even sicker if you agree
My pussy is priceless so go ahead and shoot me
Do you wanna go home in a body bag?
You'll miss Thanksgiving, he'll still f*ck you when you're dead
Tell me what you're worth, what are you doing with your life
That you would give it all away for the honor' of your thighs
I was stiff as death, it was a dirty bed
I wondered if my mother would sense when I was dead
His fingers traced my thighs I counted ceiling tiles
And I cried
Just one flick of his wrist
My life would dissipate Think about this
I did not fight. I touched his cheek.
I have to live with that, Hey, at least I live
I don't wanna go home in a body bag.
I'd miss Thanksgiving, he'd have f*cked me when I's dead
I know what I'm worth, what I'm doing with my life
I wouldn't give it all away for the honor of my thighs
Do you wanna go home in a body bag?
Grandma is crying and he'll rape you when you're dead
Tell me what you're worth, what are you doing with your life
That you would give it all away for the honor' of your thighs
Kelly Buchanan - Body Bag Lyrics
Kelly Buchanan - Body Bag Lyrics
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Nine times of ten with a gun to my head
I wouldn't do it I'd be better off dead
Said a beautiful girl to a crowd of her friends
She didn't even think about how the loss would hurt them
It's a sad world when a man's so sick in the head
He thinks a woman's life is worth less than the hole between her legs
But it's even sicker if you agree
My pussy is priceless so go ahead and shoot me
Do you wanna go home in a body bag?
You'll miss Thanksgiving, he'll still f*ck you when you're dead
Tell me what you're worth, what are you doing with your life
That you would give it all away for the honor' of your thighs
I was stiff as death, it was a dirty bed
I wondered if my mother would sense when I was dead
His fingers traced my thighs I counted ceiling tiles
And I cried
Just one flick of his wrist
My life would dissipate Think about this
I did not fight. I touched his cheek.
I have to live with that, Hey, at least I live
I don't wanna go home in a body bag.
I'd miss Thanksgiving, he'd have f*cked me when I's dead
I know what I'm worth, what I'm doing with my life
I wouldn't give it all away for the honor of my thighs
Do you wanna go home in a body bag?
Grandma is crying and he'll rape you when you're dead
Tell me what you're worth, what are you doing with your life
That you would give it all away for the honor' of your thighs
I wouldn't do it I'd be better off dead
Said a beautiful girl to a crowd of her friends
She didn't even think about how the loss would hurt them
It's a sad world when a man's so sick in the head
He thinks a woman's life is worth less than the hole between her legs
But it's even sicker if you agree
My pussy is priceless so go ahead and shoot me
Do you wanna go home in a body bag?
You'll miss Thanksgiving, he'll still f*ck you when you're dead
Tell me what you're worth, what are you doing with your life
That you would give it all away for the honor' of your thighs
I was stiff as death, it was a dirty bed
I wondered if my mother would sense when I was dead
His fingers traced my thighs I counted ceiling tiles
And I cried
Just one flick of his wrist
My life would dissipate Think about this
I did not fight. I touched his cheek.
I have to live with that, Hey, at least I live
I don't wanna go home in a body bag.
I'd miss Thanksgiving, he'd have f*cked me when I's dead
I know what I'm worth, what I'm doing with my life
I wouldn't give it all away for the honor of my thighs
Do you wanna go home in a body bag?
Grandma is crying and he'll rape you when you're dead
Tell me what you're worth, what are you doing with your life
That you would give it all away for the honor' of your thighs