‘Cause I can be zen and I can be the storm, yeah I smell like a rose and I pierce like a thorn, yeah Karate chopping, the clichés and norms, all in a dress…Hey, hey, hey You think that I’m a little ba-a-by You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me No-o-o-o-oh, no way No-o-o-o-oh, no way No-o-o-o-oh, no way You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me Break break, break me…Yeah, I bounce back like a pro ’cause I’m so resilient LOL at all your limits Keep your penny thoughts, I’m making a mint…‘Cause I can be zen and I can be the storm, yeah I smell like a rose and I pierce like a thorn, yeah Karate chopping, the clichés and norms, all in a dress…Hey, hey, hey You think that I’m a little ba-a-by You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me No-o-o-o-oh, no way
No-o-o-o-oh, no way No-o-o-o-oh, no way You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me Break break, break me…I ain’t got no strings (No strings, no strings, no strings) I’m no one’s little puppet Got my own cha ching In my chubby little wallet And secretly you love it (You fucking love it) And secretly you love it…Hey, hey, hey You think that I’m a little ba-a-by You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me No-o-o-o-oh Hey, hey, hey You think that I’m a little ba-a-by You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me No-o-o-o-oh, no way (no) No-o-o-o-oh, no way (no way) No-o-o-o-oh, no way You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me Break break, break me…
