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 Just us two, what are you gonna do?
Damn man, come on and sell your seconds No one can make ya make ya break ya Anyway, anyway, anyway I'll make 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 around Biding my time till I can get you on the ground It's not my plan to steal your man, It's a pitiful sight that's hard to stand I guess I don't get a clue So step your ass aside and let me walk on fucking through
Damn man, come on and sell your seconds No one can make ya make ya break ya Anyway, anyway, anyway I'll make ya, They'll crown me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
