Misogyny

He veers, she fears
He's coming home to box her ears
Oh, upside down
Welfare takes care
Of all the women in his lair
Oh, upside down

And if you ask the cruelest soul, soul
You can't expect him to be home, be home
You'll always ask for one more try, more try
You'll always give him one more
Yeah, yeah

She scrubs, he comes
She holds it in herself for months
Oh, upside down
He's bored, she's scored
The blade has got a life that's torn
Oh, upside down

And if you ask the cruelest soul, soul
You can't expect him to be home, be home
You'll always ask for one more try, more try
You'll always give him one more
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah