I won't be your bitch

You're an emotional infant
And I'm not your mama
So you can squall and scream until you're blue in the face
But you'll spend one more night crying yourself to sleep
Over another woman who won't take your hands
And let you walk on her feet
When you've been upright long enough to know
How the progression of steps should work by now


You can call yourself a good man
But every time you tell me to change who I am
To soothe your fragile ego
Every time you mention the mythical friend zone
Every time you bash the mother of your child
You knock yourself down two pegs
And we know your feet don't work to climb them again


So keep your professional victimhood
Your closet misogyny
And keep sleeping with your dogs
Since they're the only ones dumb enough
To choke down your shit
Because I won't be your bitch