Trophy Wife
She's not a woman
Did you really think she could replace me?
You surround yourself with empty shells
And have the nerve to call them lives
She's not a woman
You made damn sure that she could never see
That she's just another one of your experiments
She's not your lover
If she satisfies you
Then my God, you're even sicker than I thought you were
Than I thought you were
She's not your lover
Nothing but a machine
Meanwhile you sit back and watch her do your dirty work
Oh, I wish that I could give her eyes to see what you've done
Then maybe she'd call herself the lucky one
You gave her life; did you think that was enough?
I wish that I could give her eyes to see who you are
The darkness you hid inside from the start
Yeah, she's your trophy wife, but the trophy's stained with blood.
She is a monster
Is she to spite me? She's nothing like me
She opens her mouth and it's my voice that comes out
What must your little girl think of her daddy?
Another soul for your creations to carry?
First chance I get, I'll burn the place down
And then I'll give her eyes to see what you've done
Then maybe she'll call herself the lucky one
You gave her life; did you think that was enough?
I wish that I could give her eyes to see who you are
The darkness you hid inside from the start
Yeah, she's your trophy wife, but the trophy's stained with blood.
You kept her in the dark
You didn't leave a mark
Watch your step now
You kept her on her toes
You know just where she goes
Hold your breath now
She's not your lover
If she satisfies you
Then my God, you're even sicker than I thought you were
I wish that I could give her eyes to see what you've done
Then maybe she'd call herself the lucky one
You gave her life; did you think that was enough?
I wish that I could give her eyes to see who you are
The darkness you hid inside from the start
Yeah, she's your trophy wife, but the trophy's stained with blood
She's your trophy wife, but the trophy's full of blood.
Did you really think she could replace me?
You surround yourself with empty shells
And have the nerve to call them lives
She's not a woman
You made damn sure that she could never see
That she's just another one of your experiments
She's not your lover
If she satisfies you
Then my God, you're even sicker than I thought you were
Than I thought you were
She's not your lover
Nothing but a machine
Meanwhile you sit back and watch her do your dirty work
Oh, I wish that I could give her eyes to see what you've done
Then maybe she'd call herself the lucky one
You gave her life; did you think that was enough?
I wish that I could give her eyes to see who you are
The darkness you hid inside from the start
Yeah, she's your trophy wife, but the trophy's stained with blood.
She is a monster
Is she to spite me? She's nothing like me
She opens her mouth and it's my voice that comes out
What must your little girl think of her daddy?
Another soul for your creations to carry?
First chance I get, I'll burn the place down
And then I'll give her eyes to see what you've done
Then maybe she'll call herself the lucky one
You gave her life; did you think that was enough?
I wish that I could give her eyes to see who you are
The darkness you hid inside from the start
Yeah, she's your trophy wife, but the trophy's stained with blood.
You kept her in the dark
You didn't leave a mark
Watch your step now
You kept her on her toes
You know just where she goes
Hold your breath now
She's not your lover
If she satisfies you
Then my God, you're even sicker than I thought you were
I wish that I could give her eyes to see what you've done
Then maybe she'd call herself the lucky one
You gave her life; did you think that was enough?
I wish that I could give her eyes to see who you are
The darkness you hid inside from the start
Yeah, she's your trophy wife, but the trophy's stained with blood
She's your trophy wife, but the trophy's full of blood.
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Writer(s): Maggie Hayes
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