You say your words so loudly that I cannot find my own
You are affected, your hearts afflicted it knows what youve done
And all those girls you say you hate, well have you met yourself?
Oh but Im just a nobody nothing for you, unless you got no one else
And all the little words you say to me youre sure to forget by tomorrow
All your swords have left your hands
Well, now theyre mine
Call me a victim
No one likes victims except an audience
Well you may clap your hands now while I take my last bow and exit this business
Oh, you think Im just a little girl
Could a little girl walk on her own?
Oh and its not as easy as it may seem to someone whos never alone
And all the little words you say to me youre sure to forget by tomorrow
All your swords have left your hands
Well, now theyre mine
Artist: The Dirty Heads
Artist: Leann Rimes
Artist: Azealia Banks