Standard (EADGBE)
Lori Meyers used to live upstairs
Our parents had been friends for years
Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games
At nine years old there's no such thing
But it wasn't recognition of her face, what brought me back
Was a familiar mark as it flashed across the screen
I bought some magazines, some video tape scenes
Incriminating acts, I felt that I could save her... But she said
Who the hell are you to tell me how to live?
You think I sell my body; I merely sell my time
I ain't no Cinderella, I ain't waiting for no prince to save me
In fact until just now I was doing just fine. And on and on..
You think you know what degradation is, I felt it on the floor
At the factory where I worked once before
I took control, now I answer to me
The 50K I make this year will go anywhere I please
So where's the problem?