Locale A.M. Janice Webb lyrics

This weekend I lost my protection
While laying to rest
I found them on the floor staring silently
Just watching my soul undress

But I've my vulnerability now
Though as change takes it's course
Virginity returns to a soiled body
To be taken away once more

When I say soiled, I mean filthy
Infected in every pore
Diseased with lust, bankrupt of trust
With a handful of festering sores

That can't stop oozing
The scents of random skirts
All causing my skin to burn
That contract and return back to my arteries

Then react and force me to learn
Until I'm gathering criteria to be a better leper
First the shells then my dick
Then my heart feels better to be governed

By the hollow with an absence of me
Instead of a faint memory

Slow it down
Do you hear the words you're saying?
And I said don't know how
I dry my eyes and sit down

Take a breath to clear my conscience
And he said you know now, I dry my eyes

Slow it down
Do you hear the words your saying
And he said don't know how
He dried his eyes and said

Where do you go to sit and enjoy the privacy?
That you claim I need today, where do you go?
'Cause I just can't seem to get away
From this mess I made today