You'd think she's had enough of bullshit for one lifetime
Well that would be a mistake
'Cause every good thing gets all twisted up in her mind
The tempest will not abate
All is well, living Hell
Fantasy turned into a tragedy
If it ain't broken
Must break it, must break it
If it ain't broken
Must break it, must break it
She's like an angel to the people that she don't know
She hides the truth like a cat
And when she escalates from zero to the kill zone
Don't need no reason for that
All is well, living Hell
Fantasy turned into a tragedy
If it ain't broken
Must break it, must break it
If it ain't broken
Must break it, must break it
If it ain't broken
Must break it, must break it
If it ain't broken
Must break it, must break it
