Favourite Toy (Strawberry House Sessions)

At the foot of the bed, knocking door to door

Eyes puffed up and so red and my body's sore

And I've done it all again as you're ripping me to shreds

Shreds, shreds, shreds

I feel nothing

Throw me in the backseat

Use me how you need

So long as I'm your favourite toy

Washed up

I'm cold and I'm alone

There's no one around to phone, but

Can't you see I don't give a fuck?

I don't want my body, don't want my luck

I don't want my stars, they're all yours to keep

And on the way out I won't make a peep

I feel nothing

Throw me in the backseat

Use me how you need

So long as I'm your favourite toy

Washed up

I'm cold and I'm alone

There's no one around to phone, but

I know it hurts, and my body's come undone

I could leave but, I'm not strong enough to run

Face down, ass up, I'll be whatever they want

When I leave I

Touch me, just touch me, I must be your favorite

I'll be nothing tomorrow, right now, I'll savor it

I can be whatever it is you would like

These days I don't really put up much of a fight

I know it hurts and my body's come undone

I could leave but, I'm not strong enough to run

Face down, ass up, I'll be whatever they want

When I leave I hope my ghost in your house haunts