Bitch (Pt.2)

{rants}

So you think you're great,
You're all but that,
Doesn't matter that you're skinny,
Wouldn't matter were you fat.

You use your words like horrid knives,
Each one a brutal jab,
Never thinking how they'll hurt,
How each insult will stab.

Jump right on down to join us rest,
Instead of your black tower,
You think you're lovely, think you're hot,
Think you've got the power.

Well go on and go somewhere else,
Where I won't see your face,
Cause I don't like you, you don't like me,
And here you've got no place.