Hello hello
Welcome to the floor
Where the burned-out girls sit and talk about
Their post puberty blues
And the shoes that never fit and the trousers never fit
And the boys, oh the boys, oh the boys, oh the boys
Who never wanted them to stay
And the girls got in their way and in their eyes on in their minds
And in their hearts and in their tents
And in their dreams and in their pants
That got wet more than they thought
Wet more than they thought
And yes they touched themselves
Oh yes they touch themselves
This is why pressure makes you do
You burn everything you had, burn everything you had
This is what parents can make you do
Uneducated brat, uneducated brat
And the psychiatrist told the wife
Some girls responded not well to pressure
Some girls they rather take a knife
Others stop to eat, some even overfeed
And yes some girls they rather fuck
Their teachers than to let, their teachers than to let
Let those teachers wish them luck
For some better grades, for some better grades
This is why pressure makes them do
Hey burn everything, they burn everything
This is what society can make them do
And yes they hate themselves, oh ma'm they hate themselves
So if you want to save, save your little girl
Don't you let her go out there
Because this world might suck her up
And she might
Burn, fuck, eat up, lie, starve, hate, love, eat, live
Love, leave, light up, breed, kneel, feel greed
Burn, fuck, eat up, lie, starve, hate, love, eat, live
Love, leave, light up, breed, kneel, feel greed
This is what pressure makes you do
You burn everything you had
Burn everything you had
This is with good intentions can make you do
Well educated brat, well educated brat