A hole in my soul And I beg don't blow Like salt in the wound It hurt deep down low He stepped in the room Like an enemy Waste down High up and I'm feminine A hole in my soul And I'll never let grow Never let it grow He fled me around Head facing the ground My chest kicks No fooling around That bitch is down Blow my flesh right up And help me rip the bandaid off At first it bleeds But it won't hurt I'm counting scars with my head up A hole in my soul And I beg don't blow A blow in my hole And I beg don't blow I'll take him down Like lightning No fooling around Well I'm feminine Ah! I don't even know how I couldn't help myself enough True blues in a wrap shoots In the back hooks Then shoot You won't pat my dry? Won't say I can hop on your wings? Fallen on the ground With my tears dry Lost but now I found where my fears hide Sinking and I'm reckless Mother told me that I'm helpless Won't you get my hand? Won't you pat me dry? Wings fallen on the ground With my tears dry Lost but now I found where my fears hide Sinking and I'm reckless Mother told that I'm helpless Won't you Won't you get me dry?