Women's Work

A woman's work is never done That's what they like to say Well maybe if you did your part The work would go away Cause we're always looking out, always checking in Always stepping forward, always leading him And if I just did half, that shit would never end God, it must be nice to never do your bit I'm so sick and tired of pouring everything I have Into the depths of selfish men who never give it back Why does everything you do feel like something I have to plan I end up last on a list of tasks for which I never asked I do my best to make it sweet Make it easy as I can But why does it all fall on me And you get to reap what you didn't plant I hate I have to push, I hate I have to fight I hate I have to put myself out on the line A thousand times or more before you're on my side I wait so long for just a second of your time I'm so sick and tired of pouring everything I have Into the depths of selfish men who never give it back Why does everything you do feel like something I have to plan I end up last on a list of tasks for which I never asked Hey, yeah, hey, yeah Ooh, yeah, yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I hate I have to push, I hate I have to fight I hate I have to put myself out on the line A thousand times or more, just need you on my side It must be so nice to never have to fucking apologise I'm so sick and tired of pouring everything I have Into the depths of selfish men who never give it back Why does everything you do feel like something I have to plan I end up last on a list of tasks for which I never asked Say you can't do half, well I say f*ck that Can't profit off our backs Get what you deserve, yeah, a woman's work Will leave you in the past