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