I'm on the wayside and I'm made to feel ugly
And I'm already lonely and I'm made to feel like an anchorite
God's on my backside and I'm already over it
But it's like an addiction and I'm made to feel like an anchorite
God makes me horny, but s** is so guilty
So I think I'll adorn me with lashes and razors
Come feel the anger
Come feel the anger