Me Too (Official Video)

• Thank you to all of Ramona's Tea Party, and Mark Couzens, for the excellent acting and spending hours on set with us, and especially to Ramona for deeply immersing herself in the moment, making us all emotional.
• Thank you to the literally hundreds of people across our shows who chose to be filmed for this video. We are so sorry we couldn't fit more in. It was staggering, even with statistics, the number of you who wanted to be involved with this.
• Thank you to Ell Bobin for making this video as intensely emotional and moving as it is. We couldn't do this without you.
If you are a victim of SA or DV, there are many resources available. We hope you find the love and support you need.
We will be raising funds for these three charities:
Refuge UK
Beyond The Streets
The Survivors Trust
Thank you so much for watching, and for your support.
Lyrics:
As she stands before the judge with her knickers on display
She’s asked what was she thinking lying on his bed that day
So she pleads for them to understand that they had been good friends
She never thought that she should fear him breaking her trust with hands
They grind her down with questions, reliving every little thing
Make her feel like she's the one on trial - they say that she had tempted him
Said “asking for it weren’t you though?”
Our bodies still aren’t ours
If one victim is still blamed
Our bodies still aren’t ours
Until systems change
It doesn’t matter what we wear
It doesn’t matter how we speak
The conversation’s still the same
You blame the girl for being weak
She carries this all forward into each relationship
Because she’s learned she’s a thing to be owned and used again
So the cycle ever goes around; all her faith in love is lost
She’ll be old and used and worn unless she’s helped to lose her cross
Said “asking for it weren’t you though?”
(Said “asking for it weren’t you though?”)
Our bodies still aren’t ours
If one victim is still blamed
Our bodies still aren’t ours
Until systems change
It doesn’t matter what we wear
It doesn’t matter how we speak
The conversation is the same
You blame the girl for being weak
Our bodies still aren’t ours
If one victim is still blamed
Our bodies still aren’t ours
Until systems change
It doesn’t matter what we wear
It doesn’t matter how we speak
The conversation is the same
You blame the girl for being weak