Notice myself getting ruder and ruder Planning responses in my head to Bastards I know I'll meet, on the street, in the pub, at university People are so scared of the F word As if equality offends them and hits them hard Knocks them back in their seat, I won't accept defeat But find myself silenced instantly But if you've already decided to be that closed-minded I'm not gonna pry, I'm not gonna try, I'm not gonna cry over it They say I'm difficult and I'm lazy What do they know? Have you been doing surveys on me? I won't rise to your discussion board of bullies People are so scared of me, that's what they say Do my opinions haunt you at night? Did I hit a nerve or just disturb a web of lies you took so long to build? But if you've already decided to be that closed-minded I'm not gonna pry, I'm not gonna try, I'm not gonna cry over it