Hurts The Same Way
Men get uptight at women who say
“He railed and bailed,
hit it and quit it”
The man who comes knocking
All sweet at your door rocking
On his toes like he’s excited
She can’t quite pinpoint why she’s so nervous
What’s devastating to her is,
And me is,
Is that we sort of mutually agreed
As human beings
Not to lie to one another
So when you come over
With wine and a smile
And get me going after a while
And you get between my legs,
This is no longer just a “date”
This is the point that we both admit
We like each other at least a little bit.
“So he didn’t buy you flowers,”
They retort with a snap
“How about some girl power?
How about you grow up?”
I can’t stand this,
So I’ll sum it up.
When you don’t see in me
The kind of girl you thought I’d be
Maybe I’m not the weight
Or the height,
Or the type
Then you go and call me * so so * pretty
You’re a son of a bitch.
All this for what, so you could get your dick wet
How entitled are men gonna get
To think that instead of a human with emotion
I’m more of a sex toy with RealLifeMotion
And to not respect that I,
In stating that I liked you
Meant there was a time,
For us sometime in the future
If we do not agree
That our company
Is not more than a one time thing
Assume it’s more of a relationship
And less to do with you and your dick
And by the way,
Lying to me?
Never thought you were that kind of human being
And while I’m at it I trusted you
And look what you put me through.
Maybe it’s not me that’s broken
I’m the one whose needs were spoken.
Time you understand you’re damaged,
Treating women like we’re garbage.
So no, he didn’t buy me flowers,
And this is me with all the girl power I can muster
To stop this goddamn fillibuster.