The Tradition

Oh the loneliest girl in town Is bought for pennies of prize We dress her up in lovely gowns She's easy on the eyes Her soul is black and it's a fact That a snear will eat you alive The buyer always brings her back Because all she does is cry So take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't givе a damn It's in the blood and this is tradition Mhm-hm Oh the loneliеst girl in town Was bought for plenty of prize They dress her up in golden crowns Her smile hides a lie She smiles back but it's a fact That a fear will eat her alive She got the life that she wanted But now all she does is cry Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn It's in the blood and this is tradition You can take it back It's good as gone Flesh amnesiac This is your soul I hope what's left will last all summer long And they said that boys were boys but they were wrong Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn It's in the blood and this is tradition Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn It's in the blood and this is tradition