Kat Robichaud and The Darling Misfits - The Apple Pie and The Knife lyrics

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Kat Robichaud and The Darling Misfits - The Apple Pie and The Knife lyrics

Shoulder to shoulder How fast we've forgotten Hand in hand, into the fray No one remembers, except the departed How it all started And who is to blame Shoulder to shoulder Turned head to toe On and on and on we go Fated and fixed in a va**alage state With the sabotage s*ut-shaming we create After a lifetime of fighting and flat-lining Clawing and clutching for air Bent over backwards to prove that my backbone Was actually there I got my foot in the door You call me a who*e? Because I'm not a man How many acts, how many vendettas Will it take you to want me just the way I am? You want the apple pie But I'm the knife, too sharp to swallow You want the seen-not-heard But I'm the bullet, not the hollow shell But I can only be myself And no one else Still they're braying She's driving me bat sh** Those shorts show her legs She's proud of herself LOOK! She's proud of herself She should be docile She should know her place God, I'm sick of her face Instead of a tightrope, it should be a clothesline Instead of a microphone, it should be air Who gives a sh** about Susan B. Anthony's fight for equality Look at her hair! Come on, ladies Settle down It's just for show Why all this nonsense of "who does she think she is?" That co*ky b**h will steal our husbands It's a petty fight to the finish Little girl, I hate to diminish your style Thank god you got a pretty smile Is there any fault in me Being who and what I want to be? Who would have thought that a girl with a dream Could be such a controversial thing? Why you so hard-up on making a scene? Where do you get off on being so mean? I didn't come here to win your approval I didn't come here for fortune or fame I came to stand up for girls that you've beaten down Over and over and over and over again This damsel is distressed She doth protest, "It shouldn't be like this" I'm not the enemy I want to be loved like everybody else You want the apple pie But I'm the knife too sharp to swallow You want the seen-not-heard But I'm the bullet I'm the bullet I'm the bullet NOT the hollow shell