Knew a girl, who dreamed she’d change the earth

She changed for the worse

All she dreams of now, is putting change in her purse

She doesn’t believe in love

She even put her faith in that purse

She’d set flames to a church

If it was in the way of her

If she doesn’t get her way

She’ll find a way for sure

Everybody get away from her

I recommend they put some chains on her

I put the blame on her

Had the grace of a bird

Now she’s just a snake in the dirt

Damn, look at the fangs on her

…

Knew a girl, cruel as can be

She’d kill the king, just to rule as the queen

Now that girl is true as can be

She’s in haiti feeding kids on the street

So pure, she made a priest clean his feet

You ever seen a queen cleaning the streets?

Making sure her whole city eats?

That’s the type of woman we need

…

Now you see how people can change

Two different girls, that went two different ways

Well, let me let you in on something strange

Those two girls have the same name

They live in the same house

And sleep in the same place

If you saw them, you’d see the same face

Because she is the same girl

Who was just lost in her ways

Caught in the flames

Only to emerge, without a scratch on her face

So to anyone whose lost in the maze

Know

There’s always a way to escape

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