Forgive the sins of my broken heart.
I care not to grant your reprieve of grief,
As i know you don't regret a thing.

Goodness gracious,
Gracias mi madre,
I am without your sovereignty.
Dress me in the blue gown,
Call me lady liberty.

Banished once, and i return,
Twice now, I've felt your scorn.
I've pierced my tongue
On my two front teeth.
You call me a whore,
For the color my lips bleed.

God bless my softened soul,
The sole of my shoes telling
How I've outrun you so.

So tell me I'm the monster,
Look me in the eyes,
I want you to see yourself in them,
When you call me lies.

Goodness gracious,
Gracias mi madre,
I am without your sovereignty.
Light me aflame and crown me,
Call me lady liberty.