Stop 2, 3, 4
Facing in the door
He said looks like a little whore
To the misses in between
The couch and her wedding ring
Ohh here tonight
We tell a story
Of sharp back-bite and slight aspersion
But we know everything that lies behind the misconception
Bite
She sits and fights
Oh for the right
Between the bonds and love of so-called love
She fights
She sits and fights
Ohh, for the right
Between the bonds and love of so-called love
She fights, she sits and fights, for her f*cking rights
Fidelity
Integrity
We are open scars
Like loathing track stars catch the burn
My dead end lust turns me to dust if she can't
We are open scars
Here in the town of so-called bust
We call, we call, we call
Miss Independent
We are open scars
Woah oh oh-oh tonight
Now I know what you say isn't what you mean
Take it back from the start, miss drama queen
You said you knew the world
Well it pleads the fifth
And it's not easy punching stray
Not with looks
Oh, kiss my lips!
We'll take it back to a day
Where I said hey...
Now show me the way
Now show me the way
Now show me the way!
We are
We are
We are
We are
We are
Tonight woahhh
We are
We are
We are
We are
We are
Tonight woahhh
We are
We are
We are
We are
We are
Tonight woahhh
We are open scars
Like loathing track stars catch the burn
My dead end lust turns me to dust if she can't
We are open scars
Here in the town of so-called bust
We call, we call, we call
Miss Independent
We are open scars
Woah ohh oh-oh tonight
Tonight
Tonight
We are open scars tonight, yeah