Tell me something, if you can
Do you study hard to be a man?
If I can be used to scratch an itch
Why can’t I be a heartless bitch?
If I have a harem in my bed
Then I’m not a
pimp but a whore instead.
Men like you loyal, mute and dumb
But all they really want is just to come.
So don’t tell me
that I’m too unkind
Because a change in me you’ll never find.
I’m not sweet and I’m not nice!
In fact, my heart’s as
cold as ice.
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