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Rating:PG or possibly NC 17, for language
I skipped school:
not just days of it
the whole
best-days-of-my-life
self-improvement
good-girl
pat-on-the-head
bone-for-the-dog (with no dirty meaning)
and an-apple-for-the-teacher
thing.
I don't know much about history
I don't know much about geography
but I've picked up scraps
and I know enough to know
as much as any hick footsoldier
trudging through muddy history
I know enough to feel that life's unfair
I've read enough to know this sucks.
I am the long arm of the law
the arm that it tries to keep
as far away from its body as it can
to keep the body clean because
I am a dirty girl
and all they say
about bitches and hos?
Yup, I've done them and been them
and gone back to do them again -
I am not a role model
(tell me something I don't already know).
I am the shadow that she casts
I am grey at best
black when I'm bad,
or red when I'm worst
with my hands plunged into life,
to the elbows.
I'm sure I ****ed a guy who had a shirt like that:
A med student?"Our hands in your life"?
Well, that's my life too
doing the dirty things
that no one else can do
because they have clean hands and nails
but I'm deja-evil, they think
I'm no virgin sheet to get bloody
I'm caked already
So no new harm done
Just the same harm done again.
I've changed, but you wouldn't know it
if you walked in on my life
I've still got my hands on Buffy (in violence)
I'm still sleeping (well, washing) with the enemy
Without my side of the story
Yeah, you'd be forgiven for thinking
I'm the villain in this picture.
And what does Giles think?
Perhaps that I've changed a little
But I'm still mostly a killer, like the first one:
no friends, no morals, just the kill
and a quick **** after in an alleyway
though naturally Giles doesn't think of me that way
except when he thinks nobody's watching.
I remember learning something about Sparta
From a bitch who stabbed me in the back
It meant not having much
And somehow that was good
But it's not enough
I want to dress in pink and white
And walk barefoot
Ok, I don't
But I want to look like I do
Just once, I want someone
to see me and assume
That I'm just a girl
and not some monster on a leash.
I skipped school:
not just days of it
the whole
best-days-of-my-life
self-improvement
good-girl
pat-on-the-head
bone-for-the-dog (with no dirty meaning)
and an-apple-for-the-teacher
thing.
I don't know much about history
I don't know much about geography
but I've picked up scraps
and I know enough to know
as much as any hick footsoldier
trudging through muddy history
I know enough to feel that life's unfair
I've read enough to know this sucks.
I am the long arm of the law
the arm that it tries to keep
as far away from its body as it can
to keep the body clean because
I am a dirty girl
and all they say
about bitches and hos?
Yup, I've done them and been them
and gone back to do them again -
I am not a role model
(tell me something I don't already know).
I am the shadow that she casts
I am grey at best
black when I'm bad,
or red when I'm worst
with my hands plunged into life,
to the elbows.
I'm sure I ****ed a guy who had a shirt like that:
A med student?"Our hands in your life"?
Well, that's my life too
doing the dirty things
that no one else can do
because they have clean hands and nails
but I'm deja-evil, they think
I'm no virgin sheet to get bloody
I'm caked already
So no new harm done
Just the same harm done again.
I've changed, but you wouldn't know it
if you walked in on my life
I've still got my hands on Buffy (in violence)
I'm still sleeping (well, washing) with the enemy
Without my side of the story
Yeah, you'd be forgiven for thinking
I'm the villain in this picture.
And what does Giles think?
Perhaps that I've changed a little
But I'm still mostly a killer, like the first one:
no friends, no morals, just the kill
and a quick **** after in an alleyway
though naturally Giles doesn't think of me that way
except when he thinks nobody's watching.
I remember learning something about Sparta
From a bitch who stabbed me in the back
It meant not having much
And somehow that was good
But it's not enough
I want to dress in pink and white
And walk barefoot
Ok, I don't
But I want to look like I do
Just once, I want someone
to see me and assume
That I'm just a girl
and not some monster on a leash.
