Verse 1

You don't know how it's so sadistic

Of you to act like you and I never ever had a thing.

Good thing the laws here are strict,

Or I bet your slaps would have turned into beating.

Pre-chorus

Now every slap you place across my cheeks

Doesn't hurt as bad as my heart did for weeks.

And every slap you place across my cheeks

Testifies to the vacuum of which your heart reeks.

Chorus

So you slap me now, and I wonder,

Is this the same guy with whose smile my Christmas was lit?

And I slap you hard right back because

Twenty first century women won't just stand and take your shit.

Tit for tat is a fair play.

And I'll fight back any day.

Cause you ain't my man to love anymore,

And I ain't your woman to beat.

Women are to be loved, not battered,

And I ain't your woman to beat.

Verse 2

It's fun to you, like everythin' else,

Didn't your mom teach you not to lay a hand on a girl?

Your slaps sting so hard my skin pales,

And you walk away with your lips in an upward curl.

Pre-chorus

Now every slap you place across my cheeks

Doesn't hurt as bad as my heart did for weeks.

And every slap you place across my cheeks

Testifies to the vacuum of which your heart reeks.

Chorus

So you slap me now, and I wonder,

Is this the same guy with whose smile my Christmas was lit?

And I slap you hard right back because

Twenty first century women won't just stand and take your shit.

Tit for tat is a fair play.

And I'll fight back any day.

Cause you ain't my man to love anymore,

And I ain't your woman to beat.

Women are to be loved, not battered,

And I ain't your woman to beat.

Bridge

You don't know how it's so sadistic

Of you to act like you and I never ever had a thing.

Now you ignore me, act like I don't even exist,

And when you do acknowledge me,

You place a slap across my cheeks-

Good thing the laws here are strict,

Cause somebody here could really use a beating.

Pre-chorus

Now every slap you place across my cheeks

Doesn't hurt as bad as my heart did for weeks.

And every slap you place across my cheeks

Testifies to the vacuum of which your heart reeks.

Chorus

So you slap me now, and I wonder,

Is this the same guy with whose smile my Christmas was lit?

And I slap you hard right back because

Twenty first century women won't just stand and take your shit.

Tit for tat is a fair play.

And I'll fight back any day.

Cause you ain't my man to love anymore,

And I ain't your woman to beat.

Women are to be loved, not battered,

And I ain't your woman to beat.

You better realize it.