You want to commodify me I'll break your legs man You won't listen to my words I'll tear your fucking throat out You see the power in my eyes but power stirs you from the bottom of your gut Your gut feeling is to see me shut up Don't twist my anger into defensive noise Don't wrestle a reaction from me as if it's my first choice Don't act the victim cause you know you fucking aren't I'm not out to play this game but you make it too hard
And that look, that look I've seen it far too much The eyes that rip right through my skin the hands that tighten their clutch That line, that line, the one they tend to use is 'you're far too pretty to be listening to this music'
He claims to be fighting for the cause He's adamant that he's tearing down oppressive structures In what society? In who's ideal image? I don't see him checking his almighty male privilege Don't tell me that he's an anarchist Don't tell me that he's a feminist Don't tell me that he gives a shit About anyone's view that isn't his He can't take a little truth From a woman of all people Well man you better sit down Because it's not your turn to speak
You're just another fucking joke Rotten to the very core You're just another one of them But with a black flag to even out the score