Prostitute

Body that used to be a santuary
Now an item of pleasure
Thrusting & grunting
I'm digusted
Tears & money
Married men
Leave their homes
Pay for an or more
Just for some cheap fun
No morals of mine
To make me feel guilty
No emotion of regret
No chance of loving me
Just throw it all out the door
It's part of the rules
He owns me like an unwanted posession
Do as he says
Gain room & board
No pain to endure
Just the tears & the hoping