Intuition - Manners lyrics

Well pardon poor etiquette less
Is more fetishist sex du jour mess wit
Your extra sore sentiments
Yep I did some foul shit
Ain't really defending it
House of cards is fallen darling catch
The floor when it gives
Kissing with a blind fold don't
Know what your messing with
Save your war words baby girl
I'm the best at this
Learn the lesson n' quit
Actin' all extra pissed
Callin me a chauvinist like
You some sorta feminist
Please get up off of that shit
Pretending there was any sort of
Passion in our last kiss
Don't count me in your notches
Mark it with an asterisk
And tell your future husband that you
Did it all for practice, ha
My momma raised me right so
You can blame me twice
And ain't no way you can change me
Or try to make me right
Hated the way we fight but
None of that matters
'Cause you're still gonna say it
Boils down to bad manners, nah