You think you can get away with it. What?
Helping yourself to my body and my dream pot.
You think you’re better than me. Why?
Because I’m not well travelled and you always see me cry.
You want to touch me? What.
You want to free me? What.
You want to see me dance and get a little freaky? What. What.
You want to tell me? What.
You want to smell me? What.
You want to help me for yourself and then un-shell me? What.
So you got away with it. What.
You think you just cheat me boy?
You think you can take all you want and you’ll just beat me boy?
You want to be a creep and then you’ll go and live in sweetness boy?
You want to make me bleed my tears and cut my weakness boy?
You think you’re looking at a woman with no conviction boy?
Last I checked you were the one who followed an erection boy.
Last I checked you’re the one who’s pretty fucked up boy.
Last I checked you’re the one who thinks his balls dropped boy.
So you’re a man now. What?
What you say you think it matters to me?
Every action you that you take shows off your immaturity.
I need a man. What?
No, I want to be free.
I want to love and have someone who wants to come and love me.
You could never understand that boy.
You’re someone who just takes and plays it all off coy.
You’ve failed at being human now son, what would your mum say boy?
You thought you were being cool or slick back then now boy?
You’re were just following what you are, a dick now boy.
I’m more than you’ll ever become, I’m strong now boy.
You’ll never get away with it, it’ll haunt you boy.
You’ll never get away with it, it lives with you now boy.