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Ain't Your Angel, Ain't Your Girl

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You said "sit pretty," I danced loud You whispered soft, I roared proud Wanted to keep me in your pocket Like some charm you could lock it He wanted lace, I gave him boots My own path is what I choose I ain't your angel, ain't your girl I ain't a diamond you can twirl I ain't your porch-light Cinderella I'm the storm behind the acapella So keep your lines, your small-town swirl I ain't your angel, ain't your girl You want a girl to play real sweet I bring fire, not just heat My lipstick's not for biting tongues I speak truth with loaded guns Friday nights, I rule the floor Don't need permission anymore My halo's bent, but I still shine You don't get to name me, babe If you can't ride with me full speed Then boy, just step aside and let me lead Don't need your hands to hold my crown I built this wild from the ground I ain't your angel, ain't your girl I ain't a diamond you can twirl I ain't your porch-light Cinderella I'm the storm behind the acapella So keep your lines, your small-town swirl I ain't your angel, ain't your girl I wear leather with my grace Got my own fire to embrace I'm a wildfire in a rhinestone world I ain't your angel, ain't your girl