{Strofa 1}
Though we try and though we try and know we can't
For I am {?} and {?}
And you're ignorant, impulsive and so selfish
Yet to can many feel without adopt protected
I see my friends that start together and overcome all the problem
And the hatred that sometimes feels
Inspite of all you always treated me like a
{Ritornello}
Pretty girl to {?} for this town
As a queen who lost her crown
And can I get it again?
{Strofa 2}
All those months you wanna meet to feel responsible
For your failures and for the fact
That you've been acting like a child with me
It doesn't matter that you love me {?} 'cause I can feeling like a
{Ritornello}
Helpless girl in this town
Like the leaves that turns to brown
I feel like a guilty girl, you put me down
Misconcieved, no more around
{Outro}
Now I'm defective
Now I'm defective
Now I'm defective
Now I'm defective