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She's asking for it,

Dressed like that, they say.  

Craving for the attention they give her.

But the truth is:

She was taught to feed their hungry eyes.



They call her sexy;

She thinks that's all she is.

So she offers herself to them willingly.

But the truth is:

She gave them more than just her innocence.



They call her easy,

That her actions tell them  

She's not looking for anything serious.

But the truth is:

She's looking for a love that she can't find.



Several heartbreaks later;

You'd think, by now, she's learned

That the path she's headed on is a dead end.

But the truth is:

She's convinced the scenery makes it worthwhile.



She's been brainwashed

Into thinking love is found

In car backseats or between hotel bedsheets.

But the truth is:

She's been looking in all the wrong places.  

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She's looking for attention,
dressed like that, they say,
craving for someone to notice her.

They call her sexy;
she thinks that's all she’ll never be.
So she willingly offers herself to them.
But the truth is:
she gave up more than just her innocence.

Passed around countless times,
you'd think she'd realize
that the path she's on leads to tragedy.
But the truth is:
she's looking for a love she can't find.

She's been brainwashed
into thinking love is found
in car backseats or between hotel bedsheets.
But the truth is:
she's been looking in all the wrong places.