(l. stansfield/i. devaney/a. morris)

This girl:-
She walks, she talks, she eats, she sleeps
But she can't seem to get her mind together
She lives her life in the lonely night
There isn't anyway to help her
The most she gives is a curve of the lips
To tell you that she's listening
She gave her life to a mean device
She gave it to a love machine

Chorus:
She doesn't understand the pain, her seedy life
Living without pride or shame
Giving into everything, her seedy life
She only has herself to blame

This boy:-
The boy she knows is sucking her up
And never giving anything
He lives a life of pure delight
This greedy ignorant guy
He takes his cut of the love she has
And then he comes back for more
She screams and shouts, it's wearing her out
But he's all that she's living for

Chorus

She walks, she talks, she eats, she sleeps
Never knowing nothing
She gave her life to a mean device
She gave it to a love machine

Chorus and fade