Burn the Pretty Lies

I wore the chains just to break ’em off,

Lipstick like warpaint, I’m soft but rough.

You sold your love with a diamond ring —

But I don’t bend, I bite and sting.

You called me “queen”, then begged for more,

Now you’re bleeding on the bathroom floor.

You wanted sugar? Nah, I spit knives —

Burn it down, I light my life.

Don’t act tough with your baby rage,

You’re just a glitch in my metal cage.

You scream control — I break your rules.

You wanted war? I brought the tools.

🔥 Burn the pretty lies,

Let the ashes choke the sky.

I’m not your girl, I’m the bomb,

Set to blow in your facade.

🖤 Tear the idols down,

Make ’em drown in their own crown.

You want sweet?

You want peace?

Sorry, babe, I came for teeth.

You flex with chains like you’re so damn raw,

But cry when I scratch your ego raw.

Thirteen-year-olds in your DMs, huh?

You’re a virus in designer junk.

I’m not your angel — I’m a plague in heels,

With a mouth like fire and a will of steel.

You talk about “alpha”? Boy, be still —

You’re a post on Reddit with daddy issues to kill.

🎤 YOU CAN’T OWN ME!

YOU CAN’T BREAK ME!

I’M NOT YOUR DOLL —

I’M THE FUCKING ARMY!

🔥 Burn the pretty lies,

Let the church bells rot and die.

I’m not your baby, I’m the flame,

Writing “fuck you” in your name.

🖤 Smash the plastic face,

Rip the silence, take your place.

You want a queen?

Then bleed for this —

I reign from chaos.

Now eat my fists.

You prayed for love,

But I brought death.

You kissed my lips,

Now choke on breath.

I’M. NOT. YOUR. FUCKING. CURE.