Bif Naked

I'm a junkie.
I'm a whore.
That's what you always called me.
I am raw,
an open sore.
I ache to remind me...
I'm a weakling,
you are strong.
Pick me up from where I lay.
Here on a stolen sidewalk.
Baby, don't make me beg...
I'm religious once again.
We all are before we die...
and I am so sick to death.
Wasted tears I cry.
And who said love would always mend,
and fill the emptiness again.
Should light a single candle...
make a prayer in my name.
I'm a weakling,
you are strong.
Pick me up from where I lay.
Here on a stolen sidewalk.