You said you were done with little boys
Who just made promises
You wanted men who were not afraid to empty their pockets
Who gave you everything out of the blue
You liked that sort of attention
How other girls wished to be you
How they envied the length of your hair
And yearned for the things in your wardrobe

You said you were done with high school bunny chows
You wanted men who were ready to exchange vows
A night of studying
Turned into your night of partying
All that in exchange for your future
When other girls gave books their pleasure
You said fun, gifts, and shopping sprees were cool
Rather than being at school
Now your future is laughing at you like a fool
Pills and tablets have become your stable food
Because you couldn’t be faithful