A Girl Called Kill.

“She puts her make-up on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland.”

She puts her make-up on to hide the pain.
She puts her make-up on to hide the bruises.
She puts her make-up on to hide the darkness.
She puts her make-up on to hide the fear.

“She's got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand”

She keeps a diary.
She takes notes.
She documents her troubles.
She’s going to take you down.

“She is paranoid like endangered species headed into extinction”

She turns at every corner.
She’s constantly peering over her shoulder.
She’s like a lioness protecting her cubs.
She’s ready for whatever it takes.

“She is one of a kind, well, she's the last of the American girls”

She’s something unpredictable.
She’s going to prove you wrong.
She’s going to get you back.
She’s going to show you.

You messed with the wrong girl.