What's a Girl Got to Do?

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I saw you once mid-argument half drunk a fist against the door frame low and tight Your voice all gravel spinal punching punk God help me babe that posture hit me like a snake bite You talk like a villain who's proud of the trouble you're in like bruises and scars are just plot twists on the skin I'd crawl for you across every bathroom floor You'll slam a girl against and smile while she begged you for more Your mouth says 'back up,' jawline screams 'come here' and when you spit poetry and spite Your fingers twitch like you know true fear And I let them press me silent out of spite So fine, don't text, don't flirt, don't even try But if you growl I swear I'll close my eyes and pretend you're one of those other guys One hand on my thigh, one hand round my neck Baby what's a girl gotta do to earn your disrespect? So fine, don't text, don't flirt, don't even try But if you growl I swear I'll close my eyes and pretend you're one of those other guys One hand on my thigh, one hand round my neck Baby what's a girl gotta do to earn your disrespect?