An object of desire, viewed as attainable be few
My walls and rough edges protect me, from weak men like you
If you're not man enough to approach me, you're not man enough to play
Your sad little pick-up lines, will never get their way
Realistically, don't worry, it's probably better that you don't get a chance
Because I'd chew you up and spit you out, long before you get in my pants
I'm a real woman, and I'll never play your little games
I'm perfect on my own, I don't need to take your last name
I've worked hard, I'll provide for me, you go do for you
Maybe once you get your shit together, nope I still wont want you
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