What's a girl to do, what's a girl to do dead by matches on a red dirty mattress under you bleak enough for two throw-up in pales at the mention of males even you what's a girl to do throw my pennies and I throw my privilege and I violate for you and I escalate towards you I won't sin I moan him and I suffocated in you - what's a girl to do what makes everything seem something I'd never want to do pack my paintings and I pack my cookies