Married to the hustle

'Cause they broke my heart

'Tis the life of a showgirl

Watch they rip you apart

Your gentle heart

You're as soft as a kitten

But not for long, dear

'Cause they got you smitten

Enamored with love

And what this life has to offer

But you dream of immortality

Watch your soft heart grow rougher

With every scar

Every punch, every bruise

You've searched for love

And got only abuse

Your love was your muse!

But there's no love in the fame

Watch the autograph hounds bark

As they're shouting your name

And it's all the same

In your family or here

Watch your soft heart disappear...

'Tis the life of a showgirl

A sad, cruel reality

But you still choose it

Despite the scrutiny

You choose the thrill

You choose the spark

Though lights so quickly

Turn to dark

Now you married the hustle

There's no return

Watch your sad,

Affectionate heart burn

With a love for only

What music brings

Can't rely on love;

(But my soul still sings)

She danced and she moved

Not minding the pain

She danced to forget

There was much to gain

His name, she pushed

Out of memory

There used to be "us"

(Now there's only "me")

Her feet sometimes bled

And she fell apart

Collapsed to the floor

Talked to her empty heart

And the saddest part

Was he destroyed her forever

It turned to never

His deception was clever

Your love was your muse!

But there's no love in the fame

Watch the autograph hounds bark

As they're shouting your name

And it's all the same

In your family or here

Watch your soft heart disappear...

'Tis the life of a showgirl

A sad, cruel reality

But you still choose it

Despite the scrutiny

You choose the thrill

You choose the spark

Though lights so quickly

Turn to dark

Now you married the hustle

There's no return

Watch your sad,

Affectionate heart burn

With a love for only

What music brings

Can't rely on love;

(But my soul still sings)

The song was the band-aid on her broken heart

The music, it soothed what he tore apart

And sometimes life's smart, it's all about survival

She rose like a phoenix, a bitch's revival!

'Cause you will never see me down on my knees!

And you will never see the feet that bleed!

And you will never look into my heart

I'm married to the hustle (and you played your part...)

'Tis the life of a showgirl

A sad, cruel reality

But you still choose it

Despite the scrutiny

You choose the thrill

You choose the spark

Though lights so quickly

Turn to dark

Now you married the hustle

There's no return

Watch your sad,

Affectionate heart burn

With a love for only

What music brings

Can't rely on love;

(But my soul still sings)

'Tis the life of a showgirl

A sad, cruel reality

But you still choose it

Despite the scrutiny

You choose the thrill

You choose the spark

Though lights so quickly

Turn to dark

Now you married the hustle

There's no return

Watch your sad,

Affectionate heart burn

With a love for only

What music brings

Can't rely on love;

(But my soul still sings)

(How's that, Kitty?

Now I make my money being pretty)