Killing your idols is a chore And it's such a fucking bore 'Cause I don't need them anymore So maybe if you just got some guts You'll kill them with a thousand cuts And say we did it out of love So save your breath Give a little of what you have left Do they know something I don't?
Is it easier when you don't have to count to ten? When you don't have to pretend? I want to know that feeling Is it easier when you don't have to start again? When you don't wanna make amends? I want to know that feeling
Good girls don't cry And good girls don't lie And good girls justify But I don't Good girls don't die And good girls stay alive And good girls satisfy But I won't
They tell me I'm hell-bent on rеvenge I cut my teeth on weakеr men I won't apologise again And I never had a taste for liars Or the uniquely uninspired 'Cause I don't need to be desired
Is it easier when you don't have to count to ten? When you don't have to pretend? I want to know that feeling Is it easier when you don't have to start again? When you don't wanna make amends? I want to know that feeling
Good girls don't cry And good girls don't lie And good girls justify But I don't Good girls don't die And good girls stay alive And good girls satisfy But I won't No, I won't (Ha)
Killing your idols is a chore And it's such a fucking bore But we don't need them anymore We don't need them anymore
Compositores: Iain Andrew Cook (PRS), Lauren Eve Mayberry (PRS), Martin Clifford Doherty (PRS)Editor: Universal Music Publishing Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #31573960 em 03/Mai/2024