TIPS Lyrics

If I got a dollar every time someone said

Brave of you to play a show like that

With the weight of your bones, with your hair that short

Guess you're not scared to go home alone

Wouldn't need to be begging for approval

Wouldn't have to make a gracious bid

To the ones who'd love to plan on my removal

It just works that way, it always did

All I want is the attention that a man gets

All I ask is to be treated like an equal

What I get is "you are so good for a woman

Even though you're not as pleasant to look at"

I am so fed up with all your tips

Don't need you to tell me how to live

I won't throw a tantrum like a child

Don’t need you to treat me like I might

If I got a dollar every time someone said

You're just complaining oh don't be like that

Painting your nails is clearly feminist

If I started counting I’d be rich (be rich)

Call me a prude if I don't want you to touch me

I don't care about your fame or your money

Just wanna get recognition like a man does

Call me a bitch, but I just have standards

I can tell how much you'd like to improve me

But that shit is gon’ be bad for my health

This might come as a huge shock to many

But I can plug in a mic by myself

I am so fed up with all your tips

Don't need you to tell me how to live

I won't throw a tantrum like a child

Don’t need you to treat me like I might

This could've been fun but you grabbed my butt

Yeah you were just joking, I'm so stuck up

Why can't we be done with this conversation

I’m too complicated

I just should zip it

I am so fed up with all your tips

Don't need you to tell me how to live

I won't throw a tantrum like a child

Don’t need you to treat me like I might