The Distillers - Girl-Fix-Er

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, anyway I'll 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
Biding my time till I can 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 fucking through

Damn man, come on and sell your seconds
No one can make ya make ya break ya
Anyway, anyway, anyway I'll make ya,
They'll crown me.