Lyric You Make Me Feel Like A Whore

I take your word like it was gospel
I m so eager to please
Yeah I like it when
You talk to me
It feels so good inside your shadow
(It s the place i need to be)
Yeah I know I need to climb you
Like a tree
There is this place inside
Where all the good things die
Sometimes I feel like a whore
(Some times I feel like a Whore)
I hate the way I am around you
(I m so nervouse and wierd)
Sometimes I feel like I m
Breathing underwater
You treat me like I am on fire
Like I m something to eat
You make me hate what I see
When I see me
Yeah I dream of the day
When I learn how to make you pay
Someday I ll teach you to beg
Someday, someday
Yes I live for the day
When I can hear you say
You make me feel like a whore
Yes I dream of the time
When I can make you mine
(Maybe then I ll feel half alive, more alive, so alive)
There is this place inside
Where all the good things die
You make me feel like a whore