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