We grew up in a different way,
Men put their hands on you sometimes
and that's OK
Men lie to you
and cheat on you sometimes
and that's also OK
As long as they come back
everything is OK
Because we grew up in a different way
Watching the women pray
Alone in their home's as there men lay
In the bed of a broken girl
Who never quit grew up but nevertheless grew up the same way
That we did
Weeping under a smile
Scares hidden under a pile
Of her mother's screams
And broken dreams
But it's all OK
As long as they come back
For a fight or for a f**k
It's all OK
Everything is OK
You see
Bruises are part of our skin
They blend into our blackness
Blood spills from our mouths
And brings light into our darkness
Because that is the only time anything is
allowed to drop from our lips
we bleed
Accompanying our blood with our screams
But it's OK
As long as they come back
its all OK