The knife is on the table.
I put myself to sleep.
All I know is all I know.
Remember, What you sow is what you reap!
Why can't I fucking believe you?
This is too much for me.
A little sheltered girl,
Is what I'll always be.
Self-loathing, inconsiderate,
Too scared of what I'll be.
I look into the mirror,
The whore is all I see.
Like you, Like me.
Diminished, self important,
I'll never see.
Like you, Like me.
I never want to be like me.
Do you think I'm a whore?
I'm a whore (4x)
Why can't I fucking believe you?
This is too much for me.
A little sheltered girl,
Is what I'll always fucking be.
So loving and considerate.
Too scared of what I'll be.
I look into the mirror,
The whore is all I see.
Like you, Like me.
I'll never change,
I'm stubborn you see.
Like you, Want me, Know me, For eternity.
I'm A Whore (8x)
Haha. Haha. I'm A...Whore.
What did we learn today?
Okay, the setting is being made.
Right. And what did the knife have, oh. The knife was used to put you to sleep. That's a real downer.
Yeah, well you should know that you've cast a heavy cloud upon this song.
I only knit, does that count?
I have a web site dedicated to my knitting. Would that help convince you?
I need to stop talking to you. It's just confusing the audience.
A little sheltered girl...
She'll always be a little sheltered girl. I am SO good at this!
Self-loathing, inconsiderate...
Wait, you can't rhyme "be" and "be!" It's against the rules!!
Morgan looks into the mirror....
Morgan sees the whore whenever she looks into the mirror. Whoo! I should do this for a living.
This means one of two things: either she's saying she likes something in the same way that you like her or she's comparing you and her to something. See? These interpretations aren't all mindless dribble. Some of them are incoherent, too!! Whoo!!
Adjectives, I suspect.
She'll never see those adjectives. It's a pity, truly.
This again? Bleh.
Yeah, well, I never want to be like you, either. I think.
No. You are, however, a contradiction since you don't want to be yourself.
Uh, okay. But just remember: you said it, not me.
Huh? You just said it! Didn't you hear yourself?
Okay, it's quite simple: YOU SAID IT!!!! NOT ME!!!!
Huh? Oh, yeah, I remember this from earlier.
She'll always be a little sheltered girl.
She's describing herself.
She's still describing herself.
Oh, man...not again...
You should really stop looking in the mirror, then.
Grrr. I explained this sentence already.
She'll never change.
She's stubborn, you see.
I'd explain this, but you'd just get confused.
Right. That's really not a very good way to describe oneself. You should try something happier. Like an acrobat or a balloon animal. You can be a balloon animal, you know. It just takes practice. Go on, try it.
Almost, but not quite. Keep practicing and get back to me on it. Sheesh...
Nothing, really. Morgan thinks she's a whore and doesn't want to be a balloon animal. It's a shame, truly.