Lyrics

They'll hurt you abuse you and act like they own you Manipulate groom you he tells you he loves you Tell your damn self it'll never happen again Been soaked in this water too long saturated Washed myself out turpentine God I hate this Your eyes lift up my skirt your eyes sink into my Leave me alone So much harder to say this Compliance is safer but God knows I hate this But I guess it's my fault as you go and tell all of your friends Been sick to my stomach I know that you want it I hate how you touch me if I'm being honest Guess it's my fault as you go and tell all of your mother fuckin friends When I was a young girl the big boys hit me They told me not to worry cause it's cause they like me Boys will be boys you should really be grateful Cause the boys think you're pretty so baby say thank you All my pretty ladies better listen up They'll try to beat you down They'll try to shut you up What makes a woman outta you ain't who you choose to screw It's how you shake a man down til he bows at your shoes When I was a young girl the big boys hit me They told me not to worry cause it's cause they like me Boys will be boys you should really be grateful Cause the boys think you're pretty so baby say thank you All you stupid motherfuckers get the hell out my show Maybe no don't mean yes I don't know still means no Your rich mamas and your papas they can't help you no more You should have thought of that twice when you called me a whore You should have thought of that twice when you called me a whore
Writer(s): Cat Ayala Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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