you cake that makeup on your face,

but honey, you're just o r a n g e.
you hike that skirt way up,
now you're nothing but a w h o r e.
and you look at everyone else,
as if they're n o t  g o o d e n o u g h,
until the day they d r o p you.
when they don't w a n t you,
he doesn't n e e d you,
and she could c a r e l e s s,
don't come to me sweetie pie,
'c a u s e i d o n ' t g i v e a s h i t.

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