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