And I was supposed to be the temptress,
the one everyone looked at and sighed.
I was supposed to be the girl, unattainable,
but still so damned beautiful inside and out.
Think I'm gonna get out on the road tonight
and watch all the headlights rollin by
goin out to Vegas to put myself on display
so that I can pretend I'm loved by anybody.
I'm listening so much I can hardly hear myself
screaming, and I always seem to scream
whenever anyone touches me, inside or out.
Cause it just gets so close to reality
and then slips between my fingers
like the dollar bills thrown at me.
Someone's always tryin to pay me off for speaking
because the truth just comes right out of these
scarred and scattered lips he calls his own.
And now everyone's takin off for heaven
with the top down and the music loud
but I can't seem to get outside of myself
cause I'm such a mess of dirty personalities
laying on the floor of my bedroom.
And I was supposed to be the temptress,
but I turned out to be the one who needed something
from everyone else.

10/08/2001

Posted on 10/08/2001
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