You (Slut), Me (Bystander)
Always talking, running your mouth,
You have a different boy every night at your house.
You wear clothes too tight,
And flirt with all your might.
You're getting on my last nerve,
And I can't wait until you get what you deserve.
So, for now I'll sit back,
And watch as you attack.
You catch those boys deep in your trap,
They're lost without a map.
You disgust me and yet others envy you,
I bet there isn't a boy in this school you wouldn't do.
You look down on me because I don't give in,
You laugh at me because I don't take part in your sin.
I've seen the way you walk around, your chest hanging out your shirt,
Your arse hardly covered by your skirt.
I don't know how you get away with it,
But you're like a bottom-less pit.
A shag in the morning, right before school,
It helps you think you're cool.
And yet I listen to my music, blaring it too loud,
And you laugh and taunt but I don't hear a sound.
"Hey, bitch, all alone again"
You question in a bubbly voice, poking your arse out for the men.
"Hey, didn't you hear me? Or are you just naturally this dumb?"
I keep my cool and silently begin to hum.
"Hello? Okay, bitch, you can't talk now?
You're not worth my time any how!"
You turn and walk away,
And I laugh, waiting for the perfect day.
After school, you see me walking home,
"Oh, poor thing, everyone wants to leave it alone."
My anger builds, but I try to be good,
But I knew she never would.
You spun me around and got in my face,
I thought it right to put you in your place.
I punched you hard, with all my might,
It wasn't much of a fight.
You fell to the ground, holding your nose,
"I'm the freak and yet you wear blood stained clothes?"
You run away,
Knowing we'll pick this battle up another day.
You have a different boy every night at your house.
You wear clothes too tight,
And flirt with all your might.
You're getting on my last nerve,
And I can't wait until you get what you deserve.
So, for now I'll sit back,
And watch as you attack.
You catch those boys deep in your trap,
They're lost without a map.
You disgust me and yet others envy you,
I bet there isn't a boy in this school you wouldn't do.
You look down on me because I don't give in,
You laugh at me because I don't take part in your sin.
I've seen the way you walk around, your chest hanging out your shirt,
Your arse hardly covered by your skirt.
I don't know how you get away with it,
But you're like a bottom-less pit.
A shag in the morning, right before school,
It helps you think you're cool.
And yet I listen to my music, blaring it too loud,
And you laugh and taunt but I don't hear a sound.
"Hey, bitch, all alone again"
You question in a bubbly voice, poking your arse out for the men.
"Hey, didn't you hear me? Or are you just naturally this dumb?"
I keep my cool and silently begin to hum.
"Hello? Okay, bitch, you can't talk now?
You're not worth my time any how!"
You turn and walk away,
And I laugh, waiting for the perfect day.
After school, you see me walking home,
"Oh, poor thing, everyone wants to leave it alone."
My anger builds, but I try to be good,
But I knew she never would.
You spun me around and got in my face,
I thought it right to put you in your place.
I punched you hard, with all my might,
It wasn't much of a fight.
You fell to the ground, holding your nose,
"I'm the freak and yet you wear blood stained clothes?"
You run away,
Knowing we'll pick this battle up another day.