"New Age Trojan Horse" lyrics

Summer afternoon, holiday
Then it's 2 p.m., bleeding in the workplace
I know you, it's almost rote
The way you look me up and down when I change my clothes

But it's good to be predicted and know the truth
Hard to have a witness, first time seeing through
Like some type of itch on the surface that's been hidden
Like when I PMS, my face just looks different

Ah, sometimes I see men romanticize war
1965 mind in a new-age Trojan horse
With a book and a bag, said, "Sometimes I cry."
And I only buy vinyl to keep the album alive

Another Tuesday, back to pace
New hair, new food, it's all to taste
New religion, contact with the freaks
'Cause I need a second man to talk to when my boyfriend sleeps

Ah, sometimes I see men romanticize war
1965 mind in a new-age Trojan horse
With a book and a bag, said, "Sometimes I cry."
Violence isn't primal, but it's just my right

I'm quiet and I don't talk much
He said, "What if I like your body, but I don't like blood?"
I'm quiet and I don't talk much
He said, "What if I like your body, but just not enough?"