I Don't Speak to Whores

So draining
All your complaining
Sick of your every thought
Added onto mine
It's straining
Like its always raining
Just maintaining you
And letting you whine
Sorry I'm so set on being vindictive,
I guess that's why you're on the floor
Sorry no one wants to be your friend anymore
Sorry I'm such a cunt, but I don't speak to whores
(I don't speak to whores)
I don't speak to whores, no I don't
And I fucking won't
I'd rather be alone
I don't speak to whores, no I don't
I don't talk to them
I don't have a harem
I don't speak to whores, they don't look forward
To making me smile, they aren't worth while
And when I look up
And I see you get fucked
That's gotta be rough
That's gotta be rough
I guess that's why there's no emotion when she moans
Invite her over just to see where it goes
(Please pick up)
I know that you got throat fucked
Why don't you beg him to fuck you harder?
The days of crying rape haven't made you smarter
Sorry no one wants to be your friend anymore
And being used is all you're really good for
I'm sorry I didn't see any of this before
I won't pick up the phone,
'Cause I don't speak to whores, I don't speak to whores
I don't speak to whores, no I don't
And I fucking won't
I'd rather be alone
I don't speak to whores, no I don't
I don't talk to them
I don't have a harem
I don't speak to whores, they don't look forward
To making me smile, they aren't worth while
And when I look up
And I see you get fucked
That's gotta be rough
That's gotta be rough