Do I look any different from before?
I hope so, I’m don’t want that reflection in the mirror anymore.
A human like any other, I was made to worship something
For too long, it was praises of the unworthy that I would sing
But as a female, it’s me you’ll see down on bended knee
That’s the least I could do for someone who thought so much of me
Man, I wish I could love like he does
Not because they deserve it, or earned it but just cus