it's a dog eat dog competition
i'll be gone like you're wishin
'cause i ain't got time
for hangin around
when you're fuckin' my love
in all the wrong places
it's a dog eat dog competition
i'll be gone like you're wishin
'cause i ain't got time
for hangin around
when you're fuckin' my love
in all the wrong places
extra
extra
what's that all about?
i'm wishin the position
of my loving's sorted out
i shed a tear cause i'm hearin'
nothing new or particular
status once parallel
now it's perpendicular
and everything is just as clear as day
realistically explicit
in the things you say
i guess a bitch" in the batter's