Defiled at eight,
but still chose to keep her head straight
now she\'s one and eight,
everyone wants to have a taste
she\'d soon be twenty-eight and all she has is hate
playful and humble is how they see her
dread and venom is all that is left of her
she finds loves and overthinks it all
All she wants is to see every man fall
she doesn\'t have a figure eight at twenty-eight,
the reason why everything she sees is hate
Broken as a bottle thrown against a stone
And she\'s ready to use the pieces to bring men down to their bones.