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 I will 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
I'll 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 f*cking through
Damn man come on and sell your second
No one can make ya break ya
Anyway, anyway I'll make you, they'll crown me.
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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 I will 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
I'll 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 f*cking through
Damn man come on and sell your second
No one can make ya break ya
Anyway, anyway I'll make you, they'll crown me.
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 I will 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
I'll 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 f*cking through
Damn man come on and sell your second
No one can make ya break ya
Anyway, anyway I'll make you, they'll crown me.
Writer: Brody Dalle, Kim Fuelleman
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave