Frankie, when will we stop picking men
Who push us away from them
We love the unlovable ones
Great distance
And then we're safe
No one escapes
'Cause no one gets in
And we feel like we win

What happens to the girls
Born into a dark little world
Born into a war
Only one thing you're good for
So you prove them wrong
And show them you're strong
That you don't need love
And you can hurt yourself
Better than anyone else

Frankie, will we be alone 'til the end?
I wish I could think something different
You know the men we adore
Only one thing they're good for
The unfortunate ones
Get hurt when they're young
And then they hurt someone else
Or they just hurt themselves
And that's what we do, Frankie
Me and you