You're dirty, you're unpure,
hiding yourself behind the walls of your shame,
desconstructing your dreams by watching the raw reality,
sweet for the others, not for you.
You're not a prince, you're a frog,
not under a spell,
it's your nature, your real condition,
it's because of your choices, your attitudes.
You're unclean, you're sick,
you're such a freak that nobody could ever love.
Did you think you could do all these dirty things
and escape unpunished?