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