no more coquettish look on your face

not so much pretty ugly but youre in your place

hide behind your man dont dare to think for you

keep your claws off me as i walk on through, dont you glare

im not the kind of girl who will just pull on your hair

i wont be through til youre blue



damn man come on and sell your seconds

no one can make ya make ya break ya

anyway i will break ya, theyll crown me



never used to harm noone no matter what the reason

now you drug your grave and its bitch hunting season

smiling madly honey when i see you

around biding my time till i can get you on the ground

its not my plan to steal your man

its a pitiful sight thats hard to stand

i guess i dont get a clue

so just step your ass aside and let me walk on fucking through



damn man come on and sell your second

no one can make you do anything

anyway anyway ill make you theyll crown me