Who needs men, those flighty fickle beings
There are many other things to cause the same feelings
Chocolate for the chemicals
Jogging for breathlessness
A thorn in the side for the pain
Any common place person can lie to you & waste your time away.
Why even bother with silly giggles, & meaningless words?
Save yourself the pain, if he looks at you
Turn & spit in his eye.
Don't let his manly features blind you
Because beneath is a creature that likes to play.
No man wants to be held down
Face-to-face he may commit himself to you
To his friends, you're nothing but a book he's interested in.
Who needs men, those heartless fancy players?
A tree may have no heart, but at least it has a soul
Men? They are less lucky, the best they have is eyes
Poor little men, who feel around blindly
Looking for a feeling they will never feel.
Women have sisters, men just have pals
They don't get to go off & be one of the girls.
Men have no emotion, they are smooth as stone.
Cold as stone, hard as stone, but stone can be broken.
Women are waves of water, flowing & flexing
Wearing down the stone men.
Who needs men, those flighty fickle beings
Because anyone can lie to you
Anyone can waste your time & make you smile
Anyone can hurt you & break your heart
But men, only men can be wore down.
Underneath all those lies & the stone,
Only men (with the help of the right woman) can become something new.
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