Selfish

My mom got famous Writing a song about me How I was born on the last day of her 20s Decades after the feminists won Women do whatever they want As long as you're thin and the house is clean You can be whoever you want to be Supermarkets lined with choices In her head as many voices And the face of that pretty housewife Who asked who tucks me in at night You can be Celebrated Tolerated And everything to everyone Now I'm I'm next in line With one chance at this life Is it alright To want something that's just mine? Cause I Call that having a life Call that knowing what I like I can't help it If you call it Selfish Wanting nothing makes you useless to men Who trade your youth and your time For their children Love and desire can interchange Just like the bitch and the whore and the saint I'm introducing myself like a stranger After seeing my body in the mirror Down to the dollar I know what it's worth I'm going to cash out while it still works Yeah I Want to see eye to eye Fall in love and have free time Is it alright To want something I can't buy? Cause I Call that having a life Call that knowing what I like I can't help it If you call it selfish