What kind of man, what could I be?
Afraid of everyone I meet
Lie forever, afterthought

Some are men
And some are not


And love
What could I stand
If there's my

Was there your land
Lie forever future
But here I stay and here I am

And who but you?
What could I know?
To follow with me far below.

My protect and servitude
And crippling dependency


What kind of woman would I be
If I refuse what's asked of me?
Some lines can turn you

Some names will never be forgot.
My body can, but I cannot
I'm sorry, mommy

I cannot.