I've had enough of them

I’m tired of being told

Not all men

There's still some them

That’s enough of them

I’ve had a enough of them

If a dog bites you

You’re scared for life

Scarred for life

If you get warned about dogs

You don’t trust them

Not after the stories you heard

Or the scars you saw

Well I’ve seen the scars

I’ve heard the stories

I have the scars

Thank god its only the mental ones

I know

It’s some men

Not all men

But enough of them

Why so wary

Why do we approach with caution

Its like being handed a gun

Not knowing if its loaded

And then asked to shoot it

Or like Russian roulette

Except Russian roulette is safer

1 and 6

Being a girl is 1 and 3

For every 3 girls you pass on the street

At least one of them has scars

So that's why

We’re so cautious

When handed that gun

It might be loaded

Might not

But the odds are

It is

The odds are stacked against us

Why don’t we trust them

Because too many have broken our trust

To many have broken us

Too many have violated our trust

Too many have violated us

Who knows which ones

Think that we don’t matter

And shouldn’t get a choice

Who knows if they voted

For a guy

Who votes against us

Who knows

If they view us as objects

We don’t know

So yea

It’s not all men

But it’s some of them

Which is enough of them

I’ve had enough of them