[INTRO — SOULFUL ACOUSTIC GUITAR, LOW RAW FEMALE VOCALS] I changed my mind, let the whole world stare, I'm done with men and their emotional warfare. I've paid my dues, now I'm breaking away, If romance was a prison, I'm escaping today. I'm going rogue, got a new attitude, And if you ask what happened, I'm just changing my mood. [VERSE 1 — PERCUSSIVE GUITAR, BASS BUILDING] I'm done with the boys and their bargain-bin charm, Their six-word apologies and emotional harm. I'm done raising grown men who can't find their shoes, I'm done being a therapist nobody pays dues. I'm throwing out the rulebook, I'm burning the map, I'm cutting off my hair and I'm never looking back. Got the clippers in my hand, got a devilish grin, If he asks where we're going, tell him nowhere with him! [PRE-DROP — GUITAR SLAPS, BASS RISING] One snip for the lies, two snips for the pain, Three for the men who keep texting again. The mirror says, "Girl, you're a whole new beast!" I said, "Move over, sweetheart, I'm off the leash!" [CHORUS — MASSIVE BASS DROP, HEAVY DRUMS] I'M GOING ROGUE, LET THE BASS LINE BOOM, CHOPPED OFF MY HAIR, MADE THE BOYS GO GLOOM! My new name's BUTCH, got a dangerous grin, Men can keep knocking, I'm not letting them in! I'm off that market, I'm breaking that chain, I've traded male headaches for a different champagne! No prince, no knight, no man in my clutch, I'm living my truth, so just call me BUTCH! [VERSE 2 — BOUNCY HIP-HOP FLOW, HEAVY BASS] I used to chase romance, now I chase good vibes, And suddenly the ladies got some dangerous eyes. Her boots, her smile, that confident walk, Why's my heart doing backflips when she starts to talk? I'm not saying a thing, let the rumors unfold, But she's looking like trouble and I'm feeling bold. He says, "You need a man!" I say, "Bless your heart," I'm not looking for a husband, I'm looking for art! Maybe a woman with a motorcycle too, Who can fix my damn engine and tell me what to do. If she smells like leather and looks good in plaid, I might lose my mind, and I won't even be mad! [BRIDGE — GUITAR AND HAND CLAPS, PLAYFUL VOCALS] My friends say, "Butch, is this some kind of phase?" I say, "Maybe, darling, now pass me the shades!" They say, "What about men?" I say, "What about them?" I've got absolutely no desire to date one again! I'm not here to explain, I'm not here to discuss, If a gorgeous girl smiles, don't wait up for us! I don't need a label or a five-year plan, But if she says, "Come over," well, CANCEL MY PLANS! [FINAL CHORUS — HUGE SUB-BASS, FULL DRUMS, VIOLIN] I'M GOING ROGUE, LET THE WHOLE WORLD KNOW, MY NEW NAME'S BUTCH, AND I'M STEALING THE SHOW! Cut the hair, kill the stress, let the old me die, Got a fresh little fade and a dangerous eye! No more men, no more begging for trust, I'm following my heart and doing what I must! If she steals my heart, let the whole world clutch, I'm done with the boys, now just CALL ME BUTCH! [OUTRO — ACOUSTIC GUITAR, BASS PUNCHES] The hair's on the floor, my old life is gone, The boys are confused, but I'm happily moving on. Don't call me bitter, don't call it a phase, I'm just done with men and their questionable ways. My name's Butch, and I'm out of your clutch... And if a pretty girl calls? I'M ANSWERING, DON'T TOUCH MY CLUTCH!
