It’s been three months or maybe more
Right up to the day that I caught you whoring
Walk right through my door like you think I’m boring
Walk right through your score like you think it’s not scarring
He’s still raping your soul inside of your head
Though all he could reach inside is still dead
All that you never meant to me
It’s been so long why you talkin”bout me?
You know I can’t stand for your fucking lies
But when you run your mouth do you think that I’ll comply?
So you could stun me once and now I know your game
I seen you drip dried in the sun and now I know your shame
Of course, baby, you could only hurt me as a friend
Now I’m learnin’ how you “hypers” get it off again
So there’s a pole, so lick your mentor, bitch,
and no you cannot stay
Stuck on center in the winter
learn respect that way!

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