Now this dude that I was seeing, he didn’t like who I was.
And he thought, that if I changed who I am,
Then it would benefit the both of us.
So I started to play along, just listening to what he said.
But if you had heard what I did,
I’m sure you’d want to put it to an end
He didn’t like how I talked too much, always told the truth.
Thought that it was better for people to believe what was said.
Even if they knew it wasn't true.
He never agreed with the way I saw things, said that I should try to blend in.
But I figured it was better to be myself, than to try to fit in.
And he can’t stand that I’m not being what he wants, and that makes him go crazy.
Knowing I’d rather be this different girl, with a voice.
Than to be his ideal lady.
I’m not changing who I am, just so he can compare me to his last girlfriend, yeah her.
Because if that was the case, not only would I be with you,
But wouldn’t I be with your best friend too?
Oh don’t get mad because I’m the only one telling you truth.
You need to get with your ex-girlfriend and figure out some of the lies she
told him and you.
You know, he wanted me to change how I dressed.
Told me that what I wore, didn't show enough skin, and wanted me to wear less.
I apologize for every letting you believe that your opinion was cared for.
Leading you on, and ever letting you believe you had a say in what I wore.
But I will not apologize for not wanting look like a w***e.
Then this dude really ticked me off.
He didn't want a smart girl.
But one who could cook and clean.
Said it would be better for me to be at home,
Instead of getting an education and being able read.
Have you lost your mind?
Do I look like a housekeeper?
And if you answer this question the wrong way,
You won't ever live to see another day.
I'm not pouring you tea.
I'm not baking you cookies.
And I won't be your next chick parading her goodies.
I know what lady you want me to be.
One whose catty and shady, but can still be a dog so you can degrade me?
Or one of those damsels in distress so a brother like you can save me?
Or better yet, one of those “want nothing but you” girls.
One of those “can't live without you,
Need you all the time,
So forget the rest of my family,
My career, and everything else I thought was important before you came along”
Girls.
Don't make me hurl.
So instead of speaking out all of your daydreams to your childhood pals,
This is what you should your friends:
Get real. I don't need you.
I was good before you came, and I’ll be even better without you
I'm Ms. independent to the end.
Arggghh!!! I'm sorry I didn't mean it.
I never wanted to act like that.
I never wanted you to see it.
Okay... Maybe I did overreact and give to much lip to you
How but this: I'mma sit back in my chair,
Bat my eyes and apologize for ever talking back to you.
Is this the ideal lady you want me to be.
Is this how picture me.
Because if it is,
This is something I don't think I could ever see.
So now that I’ve said the truth, Is it now what you wanted to hear?
Or were you expecting someone to tend to your every care?
Did you expect me to be a machine?
Only spoken to, when wanted.
Only asked for, when you’re in need.
But I’m not sorry.
Because that’s not someone I can ever be.