Why Can't I Walk Down A Street Free Of Suggestion?

Is My Body The Only Trait In The Eye's Of Men?

I've Got Some Skin

You Want To Look In There?

Lays No Reward In What You Discover

You Spent Yourself Watching Me Suffer

Suffer Your Words, Suffer Your Eyes, Suffer Your Hands

Suffer Your Interpretation Of What It Is To Be A Man

I've Got Some Skin

You Want To Look In?

She Does Nothing To Deserve It

He Only Wants To Observe It

We Sit Back Like They Taught Us

We Keep Quiet Like They Taught Us

He Just Wants To Prove She Does Nothing To Remove It

We Don't Want Anyone To Mind Us

So, We Play The Roles That They Assigned Us

She Does Nothing To Conceal It

He Touches Her 'cause He Wants To Feel It

We Blame Her For Being There

But, We Are All Guilty