#METOO

Hey lady with a short pink skirt
Fake lashes, big lips, your kind of hot
Another drink, it’s getting late
You laugh about his jokes, they are really bad

A smile and a touch 
He’s got what you want

Love is a currency
Didn’t your mama tell you how it works, baby
That deals are done non verbally
You scream „me too“ but it’s you, you too
Buh

He made you big, he brought you fame
You couldn’t get enough and played his game
He let you down, you want revenge
We’re living in good times for victims 

You‘re taking lives
With your innocent cry

Love is a currency
Didn’t your mama tell you how it works, baby
That deals are done non verbally
You scream „me too“ but it’s you, you too
Buh

His hand’s on your knee
Are you sure you disagreed 
You say that you’ve been fooled
Who’s playing tricks on whom

I know men can be beasts
But it’s on you to tame
Don’t kill an ancient game