Bratmobile - What's Wrong With You lyrics

Don't feel sorry for you in the suburb I don't believe you were oppressed 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? 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 point for the final time Ladies like me got to think about 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? You What do you mean don't get offended for [What do you mean to get so effeminate for?] It's girls like you who are always torn Between some pictures and one of the boy times 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 Starvin for love and I'm hungry for you One, two What's wrong with you? Baby, what's wrong with you?