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 b**h 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 a** aside and let me walk on f**ing through damn man come on and sell your second no one can make you do anything anyway anyway ill make you theyll crown me