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So the time comes, when I think I met the one,

I give it up to him, don’t realise he’s having fun,

Cumming in my mouth, on my tits and inside my mick,

Now its time to see the doctor he acts like a fucking dick.

My first insight to fuck boys its all true,

now most boys are after a tight screw.

I meet another guy who swept me into his fucking hand,

His sweet words, his simple gestures had me in another land,

I had sent him a photo of something very personal to me,

To find out in the future that it came with a little fee,

I knew she was there, I had a feeling she would find out

Never ever ever had benefit of the doubt,

I was wrong, nothing like that could ever be right,

Now I was the one causing a couple to fucking fight.

Feeling horrible and unsure I didn’t know what to do,

Pick your head up and just keep pushing through.

After a few times with the same story on repeat,

Some boys are just sickening and fucking treat us like meat.

Guys left me thinking am I only good for a quick fuck,

They want me to squeeze their nuts and give it a good suck,

Why cant those fuck boys try and learn to take it slow?

All they fucking do is treat us women all like dirty hoes.

Cant you just learn to know me, love some of my traits

Hows this boo? Ever think of taking me out on a few dates?

Nah aye? Cause im fat and im not your type,

But im good enough to fuck to get you on that hype.

I scratch my arms, anxious to meet another one of your kind,

I hide my fear and won’t let anyone into my mind,

Yeah you may be sweet, you may be hot, you may be cool,

But fuck off cunt I aint getting treated like no fool,

Im over that fuck boy shit, you can gap with your lies,

Now I know not to let another dreamer between my thighs.

Protect yourself, protect your body and your dream,

Don’t let those boys just fill you up with their fucking cream.