Song -- Bitch

I think you must have cut my heart out
Because I can't feel a pulse
Now darling don't just be far out
Get that knife
I want to toast

I'm sure you could write words in my blood
And not feel a thing
I'm sure that I'd never be enough
If I didn't sing

I'm not your bitch, baby
I can't be your diamond ring
I'm not your bitch, baby
I can't do your thing
But you cut my heart out
And swallowed the key
I'm not your bitch, baby
But explain how we came to be

I've decided that you have slaughtered
Wiped your hands on your apron
Because I never said I was your floorer
But I seem to be your carpet

I'm sure you detailed my death
In elegant script
I'm sure you don't find enough
Do you get my drift?

I'm not your bitch, baby
I can't be your diamond ring
I'm not your bitch, baby
I can't do your thing
But you cut out my heart
Swallowed the key
I'm not your bitch, baby
So explain how we came to be

Give up your games
You made this your highlight
Give up your way
Before I lose mine
I would do something myself
But I want to be abused

I can be your bitch, baby
If you buy expensive things
I can be your bitch, baby
If you teach me how to give
Cut out my heart, lock it
Swallow the key
I'm your bitch, baby
Explain how we came... to... be...