Anchorite

I’m on the wayside
And I’m made to feel ugly
And I’m already lonely
And I’m made to feel like an anchorite
God’s on my backside and I’m already over it
But it’s like an addiction
And I’m made to feel like an anchorite
God makes me horny
But sex is so guilty
So I think I’ll adorn me with lashes and razors
Come feel the anger