this is why boys
would be our toys.
not our prides and joys.

they break you apart, leave the pieces to turn to dust.
let your tears fall undried for years to let you rust.
let me drip oil on ya gears
clean out your ears
listen. to. me.

FIGHT BACK, STAND UP! don't need a crutch. break them in two, like they did to you! throw them away, laugh as they decay. play with them like a cat, yeah, break them like that.
give em' a taste of their own medicine!

Hear the metal grind of one thousand metal girls.
teeth made of glass, eyes fashioned out of pearl.
to break porcelain boys
like worn-out toys
Hear. them. sing.

FIGHT BACK, STAND UP! don't need a crutch. break them in two, like they did to you! throw them away, laugh as they decay. play with them like a cat, yeah, break them like that.
give em' a taste of their own medicine!