You shopped in my store
Took my man right out the door
He is yours, my store is closed
You cant shop here no more
Secondhand Whore, prefers leftovers
Yesterday’s news and breaking up lovers
Took my man right out the door
Closed my store, Secondhand Whore
Your heart is black, my is gold
I am fresh, you are mold
Price is paid, he is sold
Took my man, your heart is cold
Secondhand Whore, prefers leftovers
Yesterday’s news and breaking up lovers
Took my man right out the door
Closed my store, Secondhand Whore
You don’t want, what you can have
You only want, what you can grab
Taking men, off the rack
Trying him on, and throwing him back
Secondhand Whore, prefers leftovers
Yesterday’s news and breaking up lovers
Took my man right out the door
Closed my store, Secondhand Whore
by Renee Robinson