No more coquettish look on your face not so much pretty but you're in your place hide behind your man, don't dare to think for you keep your claws off me as i walk on through walk on through don't you glare i'm not the kind of girl who will just pull on your hair i won't be through till you're blue walk on through just us two what are you gonna do? damn man, con and sell your seconds no on can make ya make ya break ya anyway anyway i will break ya, they'll crown me never used to harm no-one no matter what the reason now you dug your grave and it's bitch hunting season smiling madly (you're insane) honey when i see you it's not my plan to steal your man it's a pitiful sight that's hard to stand i guess i dont get a clue so step your ass aside and let me walk on fucking damn man come on and sell your second do on can make you do anything anyway anyway i'll make you, they'll crown me