I see the track marks down her arm, She tells me It's no cause for alarm, But Mary But Mary She says the only thing I'd shoot again is a live gun Sadly for those men, I'm a survivor I'm a survivor I was a girl When I lost the rights to my own skin I feel, heal the wound within The wound within I said Mary forget that world, She looked in my face Says another girl must be in my place Must be in my place And that boy he makes a rape joke, He's not a man Then again yes he's such a man He's such a man I was a girl When I lost the rights to my own skin I feel, heal the wound within The wound within And I was helping her move the place the other week Found razor blades In a box marked keep In a box marked keep Why she has five locks on her front door A child of God is noone's whore Noone's I was a girl When I lost the rights to my own skin I feel, heal the wound within The wound within I see the track marks down her arm, She tells me