Bad Girls

Curve || Chinese Burn

She burns friends like a piece of wood 
And she's jealous of me because she never could 
Hold herself up without a spine 
And she'll look me up when she's doing fine 

Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture 
She's just someone's favourite daughter 
Spoilt and ugly as she willingly slaughters 
Friends and enemies they're all the same 
They'll burn her name 
And crush her fame 

She'll break a promise as a matter of course 
Because she thinks it's fun to have no remorse 
She gets what she wants and then walks away 
And she doesn't give a fuck what you might say 

Because it cuts her up like Irish mortar 
Mother's pride is what we taught her 
Soiled and petty as we happily taunt her 
Friend or enemy we're all to blame 

She'll burn us bad 
She'll flaunt her flame 
She'll make us remember, remember her name 

If she sits still like she knows she could 
She could win this game and be the queen for good 
Save herself up for the cream of the crop 
Then she'll look us up when she's ready to stop 

Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture 
She's just someone's favourite daughter 
Spoilt and ugly as she willingly slaughters 
Friends and enemies are all that came 
To burn her name 
Crush her flame 
We're all to blame