They call her whore
She's the girl with ruby red lips and a long list of lovers
Boys do whatever they want to her as long as she's numb
What they don't know is that the whore was once a good girl
With a loving mother and stepfather
Stepdaddy loved her a bit too much
Late night when no one else was around
She never told a soul
Maybe that was her biggest downfall
She slowly rebelled against herself
Alcohol helped numb the pain
Drugs made her forget who she was
Sex helped fill the hole that was taken away from her
And so the whore was really a broken girl who was close to self destruction
But no one would know that
They never will
All she'll be known as is the whore
