You Make Me Feel Like A Whore

I took your word like it was gospel I'm so eager to believe Yeah I like it when You talk to me It feels so good Inside your shadow; It's the place I need to be Yeah you know I need to climb You like a tree There is this place inside Where all the good things die Sometimes I feel like a whore Sometimes I feel like a whore I hate the way I am around you I'm so nervous and weird Sometimes I feel like I'm Breathing underwater You treat me like I am on fire Like I'm something to eat You make me hate what I see When I see me Yeah I dream of the day When I learn how to make you pay Someday I'll teach you to beg Some day, some day Yes I live for the day When I can hear you say You make me feel Like a whore Yes I dream of the time When I can make you mine Maybe then I'll feel half alive More alive, so alive There is this place inside Where all the good things die You make me feel like a whore