{Strofa 1} Though we try and though we try and know we can't For I am {?} and {?} And you're ignorant, impulsive and so selfish Yet to can many feel without adopt protected I see my friends that start together and overcome all the problem And the hatred that sometimes feels Inspite of all you always treated me like a {Ritornello} Pretty girl to {?} for this town As a queen who lost her crown And can I get it again? {Strofa 2} All those months you wanna meet to feel responsible For your failures and for the fact That you've been acting like a child with me It doesn't matter that you love me {?} 'cause I can feeling like a {Ritornello} Helpless girl in this town Like the leaves that turns to brown I feel like a guilty girl, you put me down Misconcieved, no more around {Outro} Now I'm defective Now I'm defective Now I'm defective Now I'm defective