118-madonna

Well, I had to grow an extra rib just to survive
And even then I knew that nothing was a given
You raise your daughters up high when they arrive
And then you tear off their linen
118, just like Britney
118, like JonBenét

No pretty way to tell you how much I have lied
Hell is a body in which I just cannot reside
No pretty way to tell you how much I have lied
Hell is a body in which I no longer can hide
I know others' gaze left you feeling hollow
I lost myself in shapes that were not mine
Others' gaze left you feeling hollow
I lost myself in shapes that were not mine

Well, I had to grow an extra rib just to survive
And even then I knew that nothing was a given
You raise your daughters up high when they arrive
And then you tear off their linen
118, just like Britney
118, like JonBenét

They're just spectable, can't count on being kind
But you'll keep searching 'til your figure you do find
May some of these words keep our centers tight
Can't make us theirs, oh, try as they might

Airport confessionals and your father's eyes
No matter what was lost, I trust you to be fine
May some of these words hold us through the night
No matter what, I'll strive to be a light

'Til everybody outside can see your inside
'Til everybody outside can see your inside
'Til everybody outside can see your inside
'Til everybody outside can see your inside
'Til everybody outside can see your inside
'Til everybody outside can see your inside
'Til everybody outside can see your inside
Everybody outside can see your inside

118, just like Britney
118, like JonBenét

Well, I had to grow an extra rib just to survive
And even then I knew that nothing was a given
You raise your daughters up high when they arrive
And then you tear off their linen
118, just like Britney
118, like JonBenét