Bitch Song I

Woman speaks she walks Woman looks woman talks She says that you must know You surely must know Don’t play Don’t play You know what this means She says I must know I lay back on the bed Room cramped with wooden Wooden shelves and closets And the makeup over there Bitter smell of hair oh Bitch sees everything Small distractions often Nothing can distract She must control she must Speaking softly but all knowing She knows how this all works I must know Curtains up over all us Bitch sees it all On the concrete sitting On the concrete way high Trains always passing by So loud they stand Tags on the wall always