Parenthetical Girls - For All The Final Girls lyrics

Lay your burden length-wise Bind his wrists with zip ties Tell yourself don't dwell On what he tells his wife You're not the first so what's the fuss Didn't our mother love us enough? (Enough, enough, enough) Gee aren't we the easy mark Heart left in some car park Hind and prone, you had to burn those clothes Were we once lovely from the front? Could be a cousin touched us too much (Too much, too much, too much) Lost little girls eyes welts That swell up plate size So men just melt And well, who could help themselves What awful things, his bed springs So, hasn't our promise cost us enough? (Enough, enough, enough)