Lash out for the sake of acting cute, the vulgar words you spout
Do you kiss your fucking boyfriend with that twisted mouth?
Stick the knife to his side and try to play it nice, well bully for him
We’re too used to it, so you let yourself bite some unmarred skin
Black out for the sake of being modest, when virtue’s such a whore
Do you defend your boyfriend when he’s nothing but a fucking bore?
Bleed his mind and bark for him, but don’t put your poor dog down
And trample us, ’cause we’re all you have left to smear on your holy ground.