> Every day sent off to school
> Looking like a bloody fool
> With red ribbons in my hair
> A flowered dress I'm forced to wear

> All the children laugh and gloat
> It made me want to cut my throat
> How they all would point and stare
> Those fucking ribbons in my hair

> Wake up each morning feeling bad
> The little girl she never had
> All the beatings that she gave
> My dear old mother, quite depraved

> Her first daughter died at birth
> And then went father to the earth
> She always deemed me a disgrace
> And so I had to take her place

> Beaten senseless, forced to strip
> A sense of shame taking grip
> Humiliation that she caused
> She dressed me like a little whore

> How she used to laugh and gloat
> It made me want to cut her throat
> No more feelings of despair
> Watch her falling down the stairs