(interpolates lyrics from "Landslide" by Fleetwood Mac)
[Verse 1] You were the runt, went to school and they beat you bad Taken out of school to no longer experience that Now I know your mom and dad are not the smartest Did they have a hands-off approach to class when they taught it? In home school and one of your brothers hurt you mentally Just one of the things that affected you detrimentally Verbally abused so you found some refuge in food, video games Bile backed up, gall bladder removed Little love, back in public school high senior year You’d cling to anyone and everyone who’d lend you an ear Is that fear?
[Chorus] I wonder why the convergence of so much pain had to happen to you like a perfect storm in the rain But I understand why you’re still confused to this day It’s not all your fault, it’s just that you were raised this way
[Verse 2] Made a lot of friends that senior year of high school, darling Followed them to college but you’re not a scholar You stopped with your small degree You’d work, drink, smoke, party to death and I know your story’s deep, sex was just a tool for acceptance Relationships died ‘cause healthy bonds were not manifested Sexing like a jackrabbit, lack of hats on your fellas Even screwed a bunch of dames ‘cause the men were not better They left ya, but who the hell’s fault is that? You put no value on the most sacred treasure you have, your vag And your mind you give it away to the trends You laugh and think it’s okay and play with your friends Watch out ‘cause these demons have come back to haunt ya Find the fighter in you, I won’t be there when they stalk ya
[Chorus] I wonder why the convergence of so much pain had to happen to you like a perfect storm in the rain But I understand why you’re still confused to this day It’s not all your fault, it’s just that you were raised this way
[Verse 3] Even children get older, and of course you’re getting older too How’s that guy you cheated on? Can he still get a hold of you? A house condemned is not easy to remove from sin The dirt from your teens and early twenties moved back in You don’t sweep it Do you still sneak behind the backs of men? Do you think feminist ideology’s an attack on men? At any rate, here we are at your present job, just a job Trying to steady date with guys but it’s hard You scare them all away because you’re still wild, juvenile and a child You give promiscuity a wink and a smile, that’s vile And you got to me, but you haven’t changed So the same result came, we’re no longer a thang Finish your new degree, girl, but also fix up your morals You have egg on your face, wipe it off before it’s all over
[Chorus] I wonder why the convergence of so much pain had to happen to you like a perfect storm in the rain But I understand why you’re still confused to this day It’s not all your fault, it’s just that you were raised this way
