Tekstovi: Hole. Pretty On The Inside. Teenage Whore.

When I was a teenage whore
My mother asked me she said baby what bores [for! or course]
I gave you plenty why could/do you want more
Baby why are you a teenage whore

I said I wanted it so and I
I wish I could die
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 you money not to be ignore[d]
Why am I a teenage whore

I seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
Tonight...what you put me through
Of my house...get out of my house

Seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
I don't want to live like you had...what you had put me through
I wanted that shirt and I wanted those pants
It's all the I put me through
And I never why