It's not like I'm feeling much different
Than a woman my age years ago
Liberated is what you wanna call it
How about unfairly choked?

'Cause I know some just see my body
And every girl I know at some point stopped eating
I'm not a man hater
I enjoy them like cake

But in my position
I'm the slut, I'm the bitch, I'm the whore
The one you hate

And there's a name for this kind of man
A soft one at that
Womanizer, Casanova, Lothario

For us it's just a stamp to the head
For them another notch in the bed
It's like I'm wearing red, and if I am
You feel you've the right to touch me
'Cause I asked for it

In my little mini skirt
Think you can have it
My little mini skirt
It's mine all mine
My little mini skirt
Think you can have it
My little mini skirt
It's mine, all mine

I know what it's like
To have everything
Taken away from me, my family
For there was once a man
Proposing to love all of us
Instead he is full of hate
Towards himself, towards his bait
And everything he touches is for him
My mother's soul he devours with a grin
And when she finds out
The child he has taken, confronts him
Mistakes him and breaks him
All our boxes on the lawn
Woman's shelter for 9 months
Cross the street to the church
Pray confusedly about what hurts
Enough to start
A new beginning for us both
I thank you, Canada
I thank you, Canada

We are all going, going
Never knowing
What we had
Until it's gone
We are all going, going
Never knowing
What we had
Until it's gone

It's my little mini skirt
Think you can have it
My little mini skirt
It's mine, all mine

Copyright: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Writer(s): Austin Tufts, Raphaelle Standell Preston, Taylor Bonner Smith