Dead Men
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
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
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Writer(s): Cat Ayala
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