see a girl that's living a street life
working her corner underneath a street light
thinking that the power in her pants
might be her only chance
for life she'll do what she has to
play how she has to
move the way she has to
and fuck the way she has to
to live her life she'll sacrifice
her honor and her precious little pride
working as a whore, thinking nothing more
of a life she never had and dreams
that didn't come true
and so for a price she'll
do what you want her to
play how you want her to
move the way you want her to
fuck you how you want her to
the girl you look upon with hate
this girl you look upon with shame
you never even stopped to ask her name
just another disgrace, another nameless face
she doesn't fuck for passion
she doesn't fuck for money
she doesn't fuck for gain
she just fucking tries for a life
she can't obtain
she's just a world in a girl
taken bleeding and breakin'
no one stops except to pay for their pleasure
why are we ashamed for her misfortune?
why do we hide her face
why don't we ask her name
why don't we talk to her the same
as anyone else
do you think we're better than her?
more human than her
more real than her?
she does what she has to
plays how she has to
moves how she has to
and fucks how she has to
just to live for a hope that she won't have to
do what she has to
play how she has to
move how she has to
fuck how she has to
and live a life not filled with shame
where she can live with her real name.