(l. stansfield/i. devaney/a. morris)      This girl:-   She walks, she talks, she eats, she sleeps   But she can't seem to get her mind together   She lives her life in the lonely night   There isn't anyway to help her   The most she gives is a curve of the lips   To tell you that she's listening   She gave her life to a mean device   She gave it to a love machine      Chorus:   She doesn't understand the pain, her seedy life   Living without pride or shame   Giving into everything, her seedy life   She only has herself to blame      This boy:-   The boy she knows is sucking her up   And never giving anything   He lives a life of pure delight   This greedy ignorant guy   He takes his cut of the love she has   And then he comes back for more   She screams and shouts, it's wearing her out   But he's all that she's living for      Chorus      She walks, she talks, she eats, she sleeps   Never knowing nothing   She gave her life to a mean device   She gave it to a love machine      Chorus and fade