The sound of heels attacking
Gravel in an alley and the
Scent of something sulfurous
Gushes from her lips
Emyli everybody wants to be you
They don't know the sh** that you've been through
Emyli everybody wants to be you
They don't know the sh** that you've been through
The punctures in-between the
Bruises on her arms and legs
Invisible with powder puffs and
Fishnets jeans and kisses
Emyli everybody wants to be you
They don't know the sh** that you've been through
They just like the way you look
The way you dress
The way you walk
They couldn't care less about the way you took a beating
The way you took a beating
The way you took a beating
A beating
A beating
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli
Emyli