Look inside for the elusive goldmine.

Broken glass and a little cheap wine

is all that I can find.

And bundles of contradictions,

my heart full of loose connections,

hands across my eyes.

I cannot disguise I'm everyman's daughter.



It's always the same old question.

Who am I and whose invention?

This armour's full of dust.

There's so much of us in each other.

If I hate you you're my best reminder

of all I wish I was.

I hate you just because I'm everyman's daughter.



Who do you think that I am?

It don't matter long as we can understand.

I am hurting someone.

I am hurting someone just like, just like you.



Insulting the wounds of others,

my sisters, my brothers,

my vision's way too good.

I carry the inward aching.

Like you, I too am naked.

I don't look that good,

but this is flesh and blood. I'm everyman's daughter.



Look at all the blood we've spilt.

I can't deal with all this fundamental guilt.

I am hurting someone.

I am hurting someone just like, just like you.



I am. I am. I am everyman's daughter.