| There was a girl in my hometown | |
| They say she wore the sharpest crown | |
| Beautiful, its diamond top | |
| Never took her picture cause she never learned to smile | |
| It's not surprising | |
| There's nothing exciting | |
| Late at night, you'll hear the sound | |
| They say she wore the sharpest crown | |
| She felt a darkness deep inside | |
| She went and asked her mama why | |
| She got no answer just because | |
| Mama wasn't sleeping or pretending that she was | |
| It's not surprising | |
| There's nothing exciting | |
| I hope that she'll turn around | |
| They say she wore the sharpest crown | |
| Woah, I loved her, don't ask how | |
| Must've had some reasons that | |
| I can't remember now | |
| Some folks say | |
| I let her down | |
| But the same folks say she wore the sharpest | |
| Dangerous and tore the darkness | |
| Held her like a ten-ton harness | |
| As I ran off for the farthest town | |
| They say she wore the sharpest crown |