You can't take my throne or build yours up with all my bones|You can't take my home and fill it up with all your ghosts|I'm sorry that you never knew better|But the sun is shining and you're too fair weather|There's no poetic way for me to say go fuck yourself||Throw me to the wolves, I am their queen|Failure made you crazy, it made you mean|So sick of watching, you never stop talking and never say truth|I'm so sick of waiting, always anticipating your next move||You brought a knife to heart fight, baby|You brought a knife to a heart fight|You brought a knife to a heart fight, baby|You lose|(Two, three)||You can't take my throne or build yours up with all my bones|You can't take my home and fill it up with all your ghosts|I'm sorry that you never knew better|But the sun is shining and you're too fair weather|There's no poetic way for me to say go fuck yourself||Throw me in the dirt and make it hurt|Karma returns twice what you give her|So sick of preying|Predators stay in the frames that you burn |Picture perfect narcissist, go ahead give me a kiss|The tables turned||You brought a knife to heart fight, baby|You brought a knife to a heart fight|You brought a knife to a heart fight, baby|You lose|(Two, three)||You can't take my throne or build yours up with all my bones|You can't take my home and fill it up with all your ghosts|I'm sorry that you never knew better|But the sun is shining and you're too fair weather|There's no poetic way for me to say go fuck yourself||