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[Verse 1]
Ding-ding, bell for class
Like a test you don't pass
Listen up, learn fast
Chapter one, men are trash
[Verse 2]
(Men are) I don't think you mean this
(Men are) You really hurt my feelings
(Men are) What's a glass ceiling?
Chapter one, men are trash
[Verse 3]
I'm a bad person, never see you in person
Robbing mama's purses since I was a young'un
Girlies say, "I love him"
And I be like, "I love you"
Until I gave the D then
And I be like, "Who you?"
Move on to your best friend
Swear that I'm a good dude
Curve you in the DM but PM if you move on
Like, "Don't you miss me?
I thought we were special?
Don't you want to kiss me?
Yeah I drive you mental
But you're too sentimental and a little crazy
Yeah, I fucked your best friend, but come on, baby
Hear me out
She kinda cute
To tell the truth, what was I supposed to do?"
[Verse 4]
Ding-ding, bell for class
Like a test you don't pass
Listen up, learn fast
Chapter one, men are trash
[Verse 5]
(Men are) I don't think you mean this
(Men are) You really hurt my feelings
(Men are) What's a glass ceiling?
Chapter one, men are trash
[Verse 6]
I'm the type that you like me but hate me too
Seem nice but my jokes are just way too crude
Make you mad and make jokes that are way too soon
More animated than a damn Dan Harmon cartoon
But that's just my way, it's the same every day
Taking hours to respond, like, is that okay?
I'm just disclaiming before anybody starts blaming
[Verse 7]
But I'm giving it my best to my ex
But it's all just for sex
So I better get this off my chest
'Cause if I don't then I'll pass out
I think it's time you took the trash out
[Verse 8]
Ding-ding, bell for class
Like a test you don't pass
Listen up, learn fast
Chapter one, men are trash
[Verse 9]
(Men are) I don't think you mean this
(Men are) You really hurt my feelings
(Men are) What's a glass ceiling?
Chapter one, men are trash
[Verse 10]
Tell you that's the old me
Tell you that you owe me
I'm in-so-consistent
I ain't fucked your sister
So tell me why you bitchin'
Hold up, I need distance
Ball up with the boys
Ibiza on a Monday
I ain't hearin' your noise
I ain't hearin' your voice
Use you to fill a void
Feelings feeling annoyed
Girls who I avoid
Tell them I'm their boy
Boy, is you playin'?
Girl, what you sayin'?
[Verse 11]
Ding-ding, bell for class
Like a test you don't pass
Listen up, learn fast
Chapter one, men are trash
[Verse 12]
(Men are) I don't think you mean this
(Men are) You really hurt my feelings
(Men are) What's a glass ceiling?
Chapter one, men are trash
Written by: Matthew Thomas O Boyle
