The Victim — текст песни (Juliana Hatfield)

Someone knocked me up again

Will they blame the victim

When I throw the baby in the trash?

No one said I cant do that

Maybe we should have some

Get born with a drug problem

I dont think about the future

I think about the pain

I scream at the father to shoot me up again



Help me with my diet

The other brats they wont be quiet

Can someone give me something

To make me beautiful and thin?

A plastic surgeon maybe

Could suck the fat right out of me

And if I die or if it hurts

I can sue somebody for all hes worth



Who is looking out for me

When I close my eyes and leap?

Its my life to lead but its not my responsibility



Who is looking out for me

When I close my eyes and leap?

Its my mind and body

But its not my responsibility