“…
I look into your eyes,
I want to get to know you,
And then you make this noise,
and it’s apparent, it’s all over
Its not fair,
And i think you’re really mean,
I think you’re really mean,
I think you’re really mean.
Oh you’re supposed to care,
But you never make me scream,
You never make me scream,
Oh it’s not fair,
And it’s really not ok,
It’s really not ok,
It’s really not ok,
Oh, you’re supposed to care,
But all you do is take,
Yeah, all you do is take.
Oh, I lie here in the wet patch
in the middle of the bed.
I’m feeling pretty damn hard done by
I’ve spent ages giving head
Then I remember all the nice things,
that you never said to me.
Maybe I’m just overreacting,
maybe you’re the one for me.
…”
—- excerpt from Lily Allen’s, Not Fair