Born to this world a blue-eyed baby girl
Destined to become a martyr
Wishing I could stand with a strong palm in my hand
But I was always nobody's daughter
Don't tell me that sad sad story
I don't wanna talk about your trauma or your glory
And I keep saying sorry
Cuz I'm a woman holding all your pain
I'm saying sorry
You think that's all I'm good for
So you give it to me until I can't hold it anymore
I'm breakin' down my body's not an emotional storage
But where else are you gonna store it?
You look at me like I've got more maturity
Like I'm responsible for your purity
Get a grip learn how to deal with it
Are you a man or an infant?
Don't tell me that sad sad story
I don't wanna hear about your trauma or your glory
And I keep saying sorry
Cuz I'm a woman holding all your pain
I'm saying sorry
And I gotta take care of me
And I'd love to have you share with me
But please just could you spare your problems
So I can have some space to try and solve some of my own
Cuz I gotta take em on when I'm alone
There's gotta be more to live for
Than curlin' into a little ball here on the floor
Cuz I can't get rid of everything
That everyone is leaving here
Do you see me grievin'?
Hear me grievin'?
No, you're screamin'
And I'm not good enough or smart enough
But you always stay tough.
Why don't you shed some silent tears?
It works for us.
Are you a man or an infant?
I'll sit here and listen
Fade into the distance
Mmmm
Are you a man or an infant?