Asking for It

'Ah, But' Said the guy with the arrogant tone Of someone who thinks that they know that they're right 'If they are both drunk, and then he takes her home How can it be crime if he fucks her that night?' How polite. But you're right, what was I thinking? It's ok to commit sick crimes when you're drinking! And if that's put her in a vulnerable state It would be rude not to violate- Are you kidding me, mate? Let's turn this around for all those who don't operate from an empathetic view You're on a night out and some lout punches you Is that alright because he's had a few? (Well it might be alright because he's punching you That's true) But from the sound of your own twisted logic It's just as much your fault for choosing to frolic But if you go out and get raped by someone Is it ok to say 'well, you were drinking, son'? And you did do your hair, and put on a nice shirt It's partly your fault, You're a bit of a flirt I think you liked him in that alleyway It's just now you regret, in the cold light of day 'Ah na, I would never!' he says with a touch Of the lad who it's said doth protest far too much But this is the guy who then sees a short skirt Thinks that give him licence to just go beserk 'And some girls' he says through a face I could split 'The way that they dress they are asking for it' To be clear 'please rape me' is asking for it Did she say that at all, though the blare of music? Was it on a placard she wore on her chest? She wasn't wearing that? No? Just a nice dress? Well maybe then you should afford her the rights She has when it isn't a Saturday night You don't know what it's like And neither do I But I've stood by Helplessly Watching my best friend Cracked Smashed Fallen to pieces Sobbing her heart out as her life crashes around her Just wanting to wrap my arms around the jagged edges And make this awful, horrifying world Disappear But I couldn't Because it was clear That she couldn't Deal with being touched right now. Holding her arms away from her Like even that was too much contact So when I hear how 'She was asking for it' I want to split Your head with a fucking bat Because no-one asks for that No-one deserves that. So no. No-one's making you an unfair suspect They're simply demanding some human respect For girls who elect both to live and to dress With the freedom with which we're all equally blessed And if you believe that it's ok to think That they choose to be used when they just choose to drink I hope that you're thrown to the darkest of pits Because frankly, you're scum And you're asking for it.