Oh I won`t be your pretty baby;
  I won`t eat from your hand again.
  And the man in the white says it`s alright,
  He says,come on girl give up the fight.
  You`ll go to sleep,there will be no pain.
  Well I want to live with myself again.
  
  Well,where we lived there was a lighthouse,
  Throwing a white beam into our house,
  Over my body when I was sleeping,
  Over the secrets I was keeping,
  I could tell myself there would be no pain,
  But I have to live with myself again.
  
  I`m digging up,I`m digging up,
  I`m digging up,I`m digging up,
  I´m digging up,I`m digging up,
  I`m digging in the earth.
  
  I`m looking for signs
  And I`m shaking the dolls
  And the fairy-tales lied
  And somewhere,back there
  I didn`t understand;
  Man and woman and woman and man.
  And I`m shaking the dolls
  I`m shaking the dolls.
  
  Ooh-the dream isn`t coming through;
  I can`t feel for you.
  
  Well somewhere,back there
  I didn`t understand;
  Man and woman and woman and man,
  And I`m shaking the dolls
  I`m shaking the dolls.
  Ooh I have to live with myself again,
  I want to be with my body again,
  You can`t make me hollow again.
  
  Ooh-the dream isn`t coming through;
  I can`t feel for you.
  
  Love,shooting up,through my veins-
  I gotta get a hit again.