I'm a Feminist You're Still a Whore

Текст песни Kate Nash - I'm a Feminist You're Still a Whore

[Verse 1]
If I wanna talk, I’ll call
But in the mean time thanks for all
Your public displays of affection
I know you’re tryna to get my attention

[Verse 2]
Trashy, cheap talk magazines
While I stay classy, you stain jeans
You’re coming over all my friends
Oh, thank Heavens
It’s the end

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
I choose not to feel
(x2)
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
But I gotta feel
I’ve got, I’ve got to feel
(x2)

[Verse 3]
If I wanna talk, I’ll call
But in the mean time thanks for all
The public displays of affection
I know you’re tryna to get my attention
[Verse 4]
Trashy, cheap talk magazines
While I stay classy, you stain jeans
You’re coming over all my friends
Oh, thank Heavens
It’s the end

[Verse 5]
Your ideals are just a dress code and
I’m a feminist, but you’re still a whore
And blood thicker than water
Don’t forget I’m just someone’s daughter

[Verse 6]
Well I'm a pretty, pretty puppy
Understand me, take me fully!
I don’t need your acceptance
Your self-loathing, self-obsession

I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
I choose not to feel
(x2)
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
But I gotta feel
I’ve got, I’ve got to feel
(x3)
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(x2)
[Verse 7]
I will not sit down and wait
I can not predict my fate
Sit and wait for fate to take, take and take, I sit and wait
I don’t want to wait, I don’t care for fate
I’m not giving you what you expect
I won’t forgive but I’ll forget
Well, not to come to expectations

[Verse 8]
I am not to your affections
Public displays of attention
Your indie bullshit I can see
I can see it’s all manipulation

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
I choose not to feel
(x2)
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
But I gotta feel
I’ve got, I’ve got to feel
(x2)
[Bridge]
(inaudible) … genesis
(inaudible) rainbow fits
Can’t, can’t get my revenge
Sweet, sweet candy canes
Butterflies, girly-girl
Blues guitar
Don’t judge me world!
Well, have you been a naughty girl?
Well, do you hear what I just heard?

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel
But I gotta feel
I’ve got, I’ve got to feel
(x2)