Bitch's Bitch

Why you let that bitch push you around,
Tell you how to live your life,
drag you across the fuckin continent,
and then put you down?
Goddamn motherfucker made you adaptive, with a whip,
you didn't used to be this patient,
waitin for shit to happen,
to say something about it,
then shrink down to nothin,
waitin to get stepped on.
You lost the ability to stand up for yourself if you ever had it,
you're a bitch's bitch.

What, you scared of loosin someone?
How the fuck you think mom felt when you ran out on us?
But hell, I'm glad she wasn't a fuckin pussy, she stood up for herself,
took care of me after you left.
worked job after job to keep food on the shelf,
we were probably better off.
What would you have done, crawled up into a ball in the corner of a toilet stall?
Oh yeah, I remember,
you came around again, livin at your mom's house, while childcare bills kept you broke as fuck.
Married some fuckin intellectual to make yourself feel smarter, and moved across the country to escape it all.
Didn't work at all, did it?
Do you feel like shit whenever you look at me?
Hope so.
You're a bitch's bitch.