She walks her feet through tired streets Is careful not to break the glass She's a twenty-***-something Just hungry for loving She is fresh trash More than pure class Stop me before I hurt myself I'm a bitch of a perfect self And even though I hate being alone I still wouldn't take you home She speaks only lies Who's still alive Is careful not to ruin her job She makes the devil run through me Cruel is her beauty She is a needle Not the vein in your arm Stop me before I hurt myself I'm a bitch of a perfect self And even though I hate being alone I still wouldn't take you home Stop me before I hurt myself I'm a bitch of a perfect self And even though I hate being alone I still wouldn't take you home I still wouldn't take you home