You got a quick snap-lock on your cold, cold heart
You got your YSL kicks and a red birthmark
In the shape of Canada
That you try to keep a secret

You got a quick clack walk and a cold hard stare
And if your eyes could talk they´d say they just don´t care
Before they wander off
To hide inside their sockets

You´ve got your scars and you´ve got your birthmarks
You´ve got Toronto hiding on your hip, honey
You´ve got your secrets
You´ve got your regrets
Darling, we all do

You got a fool-proof plan for a lonely life
You won´t be no one´s daughter and no drunk man´s wife
If a wife at all
It´s a silly institution
Or so you keep insisting

You´ve got your scars and you´ve got your birthmarks
You´ve got Toronto hiding on your hip, honey
You´ve got your secrets
You´ve got your regrets
Darling, we all do

You´re cool coy, ´bout to stroll, very hip
It´s you that´s hidden by the expectations
We want to see you, won´t you show us where to start?
You´re talking trash with your red liquor lips
It´s you that tickle in the conversation
Sweet Betty, won´t you show us who you are?

You´ve got your scars and you´ve got your birthmarks
You´ve got Toronto hiding on your hip, honey
You´ve got your secrets
You´ve got your regrets
Darling, we all do

You´ve got a quick snap-lock on your cold, cold heart