She always claimed to be a bad-ass girlnShe said 'nobody can touch me, nobody can hit my world'nSo I just stood aside and watched her fall to her kneesnUntil the day she stopped saying 'fuck you' and started saying 'please'nnI just want to live in this world freenAnd I just want to be praised for being menI'm so tired of following your standards of what to donWho cares if I just met you, I know that I'm in love with younnSo lay back and take a tokenAnd laugh hard at my jokenIt's okay if you chokenBetter luck next timennNow she's flipping through this world like it's an endless fashion magazinenAnd she'd die for her passion, but she can't find an in betweennHe always says he loves her, but she doesn't really caren'Cause the one she really loves would never darennShe takes a stroll through this park and thinks of impossibilitiesnShe thinks how easy life would be, if she could live with the rocksnand the treesnShe kills herself over the things she doesn't knownLike all the paths she could be taking and destroying her egonnI just want to live in this world freenAnd I just want to be praised for being menI'm so tired of following your standards of what to donWho cares if I just met you, I know that I'm in love with younnSo lay back and take a tokenAnd laugh hard at my jokenIt's okay if you chokenBetter luck next time