Damn man, come on and sell your seconds
I'll make ya, they'll crown me
I guess I don't get a clue so just move your ass aside
Now you dug your grave and it's bitch hunting season
Never used to harm no one no matter what the reason
Anyway, anyway, anyway
Hide behind your man, don't dare to think for you
It's not my plan to steal your man
It's a pitiful sight that's hard to stand
Smiling madly honey, when I see you're around
No one can make ya, make ya, break ya
I'm not the kind of girl, who would just pull on your hair
Anyway, anyway, anyway
I won't be through 'til you're blue
No one can make ya, make ya, break ya
Biding my time before I get you on the ground
And let me walk on fucking through
Walk on through, don't you glare
Damn man, come on and sell your seconds
Keep your claws off me as I walk on through
Just us two, whatcha gonna do?
