Hi, they call me slut.
For all the quiet nights it pours,
for the days I'm spent tossed against lockers,
and the hours I'm spent receiving hate mail
for other kids at school.
Hi, they call me slut.
I guess since everyone knows it,
it must be true to the ear.
Maybe because I play dress up at the mall
with my best friend.
Or maybe because I like to talk to people on the internet
without caution.
But who the fuck are we kidding,
when I know everyone does that.
Hi, they call me slut.
And I declare,
I'll be okay....
Bu the girl half way across the world might not be.