Why can't i walk down a street free of suggestion?
  Is my body the only trait in the eye's of men?
  I've got some skin
  You want to look in
  There lays no reward in what you discover
  You spent yourself watching me suffer
  Suffer you words, suffer your eyes, suffer your hands
  Suffer your interpretation of what it is to be a man
  I've got some skin
  You want to look in
  She does nothing to deserve it
  He only wants to observe it
  We sit back like they taught us
  We keep quiet like they taught us
  He just wants to prove it
  She does nothing to remove it
  We don't want anyone to mind us
  So we play the roles that they assigned us
  She does nothing to conceal it
  He touches her 'cause he wants to feel it
  We blame her for being there
  But we are all guilty