Words and music BY Amy Ray
I want the bloody boy
Yeah I want you
Hold it so tight
Like it's the truth
I see you licking your lips
At the slope of her hips
And I got disgusted with my own ownership
My own ownership
My own ownership
All the girls who make the cut
Avoided me
And the ones that aren't enough
Just make me mean
And the boys that take you to the high school prom
Recruit you with flattery
I hate myself for turning on
I hate myself for turning on
I hate myself for turning on
Hey finally
Take it out of me
It's the hardest part
It won't let me be
You can have it back
It just makes me ill
You can have it back
It just makes me kill
Hey castrator
Take this strong out of me
Take this strong out of me
Take this strong out of me