The Victim

Someone knocked me up again
 Will they blame the victim
 When I throw the baby in the trash?
 No one said I can't do that
 Maybe we should have some
 Get born with a drug problem
 I don't think about the future
 I think about the pain
 I scream at the father to shoot me up again
 Help me with my diet
 The other brats they won't be quiet
 Can someone give me something
 To make me beautiful and thin?
 A plastic surgeon maybe
 Could suck the fat right out of me
 And if I die or if it hurts
 I can sue somebody for all he's worth
 Who is looking out for me
 When I close my eyes and leap?
 It's my life to lead but it's not my responsibility
 Who is looking out for me
 When I close my eyes and leap?
 It's my mind and body
 But it's not my responsibility