What's Wrong With You

Don't feel sorry for you in the suburbs
 I don't believe you were raised that way
 Life's too short to go cowering through it
 I don't believe in your moderate ways
 Cry all the time but you're just boring
 Try to be normal, but what can you do?
 Give me a hand just to wash the other
 The past you made is much bigger than you
 Baby, I don't hate men
 Just all the things they do
 Baby, I don't hate men
 Maybe I just hate you
 One, two
 What's wrong with you?
 Where did you get your sense of entitlement?
 Cower in my presence and feel my rage
 Don't cop a smile for so much promise
 I should've known you would turn out that way
 Don't try to be my friend or rival
 I've got to this one for the final time
 Ladies like me got to make it for survival
 So many cowards and so little time
 Baby, I don't hate men
 Just all the things they do
 Baby, I don't hate men
 Maybe I just hate you
 One, two
 What's wrong with you?
 What do you mean it gives a feminine form?
 It's girls like you who are always torn
 Between self hatred and one of the boy toys
 Give them what they want but I want more
 Come on get together girls and do something 'cause
 Hating your body's just something to do
 Searching for friends and I'm thirsting for something
 Starving for love and I'm hungry for you
 One, two
 What's wrong with you?
 Baby, what's wrong with you?