You can't fix what isn't broken I tried to leave the door open Hop around from scene to scene Then you cry when you start to bleed You can't live with your mistakes You blame them on this place You won't accept your faults Won't speak your fucking thoughts Fuck your boys club We're not gonna lay down and die This is our scene, this is our time We're knocking down the doors On the men who called us Whore This our time, this is our Fight We're not gonna lay down and die This is our scene, this is our time Swing our bats and clutching our knives This is our time to fucking fight Fuck your boys club