Diamond rings are pretty things but I
don't want one for me
No, diamond rings are pretty things but
I don't want one
I got closets for my secrets
In my secrets are the regrets
In the regrets are the boxes
Can't get in, uh, cause I locked them
In the boxes are the pages
On the pages, all my rage is
Written down with concentration
All those good girl expectations
I don't care what they think
Cause we're building up our estate and
We're building up an empire of hate
For what we're told
We can't hear you
Imperfection's what we do
In that rage is all the memory
In the memory is my body
In my body is the worry
From repeatin, I'm not worthy
In that worry is a focus
In that focus is a vengeance
In that vengeance loaded weapons
To defend my Independence
BRIDGE
Picket fences in the front yard - can't run
Pin up girl forever more
Have it all make it look easy - can't run
Be an angel and a little whore
Be a good girl don't cause no trouble
Be a good girl, or you'll see double
Be a good girl don't cause no trouble
Be a good girl, or you'll see...