Verse:
In she walks out of our dreams and oh… she guns for glory and pride
We long to be your lover- your webbings your bed covers, oh twisted games you play…

Chorus:
your broken hearts – her tattered gown – the self crowned queen is back in town
don’t be depressed – don’t make no sound – she’s been built up to let you down
when you’re around – we cut you slack – but on our blogs we stab your back
the time has come – you’ve been disowned – we’re glad the bitch had been dethroned

Verse:
Oh they long to join your entourage – to be the yes men at your side
your lines of jilted lovers, despise those that discover- this is just your latest trend

Chorus:
your broken hearts – her tattered gown – the self crowned queen is back in town
don’t be depressed – don’t make no sound – she’s been built up to let you down
when you’re around – we cut you slack – but on our blogs we stab your back
the time has come – you’ve been disowned – we’re glad the bitch had been dethroned