Hell in High Heels by IndustrialWave415 - Zona

Hell in High Heels by IndustrialWave415 - Zona

Lyrics

(Verse)

I walked in, and the room got quiet,

A little black dress, ain’t afraid to try it.

Red lipstick and a smile so sly,

I know they’re watching from the corner of their eyes.

I don’t need no pickup line,

I know exactly what is mine.

I’ve never been the kind to kneel,

I’m a little bit of hell in high heels.

(Pre-Chorus)

If you think you can tame this fire,

Boy, you’re aiming way too high.

(Chorus)

I’m hell in high heels, whiskey in a glass,

A little too wild for a love that won’t last.

I’ll kiss you slow, then leave you wanting more,

Have you counting every step across that dance floor.

I don’t need saving, I don’t need fixing,

I ain’t changing just to fit your vision.

Love me or leave me—either way I’ll still

Be hell in high heels.

(Verse)

Daddy taught me how to stand my ground,

Mama showed me how to wear this crown.

I’ve chased dreams down these backroad miles,

With a whole lot of grit behind my smile.

I ain’t scared of a little goodbye,

I’ve learned some hearts just ain’t worth my time.

I’d rather walk away than fake what’s real,

That’s just this hell in high heels.

(Pre-Chorus)

You can call me crazy if you want,

But I won’t apologize for being strong.

(Chorus)

I’m hell in high heels, whiskey in a glass,

A little too wild for a love that won’t last.

I’ll kiss you slow, then leave you wanting more,

Have you counting every step across that dance floor.

I don’t need saving, I don’t need fixing,

I ain’t changing just to fit your vision.

Love me or leave me—either way I’ll still

Be hell in high heels.

(Bridge)

I’m not the villain in your story,

I just know what I deserve.

If confidence scares you, honey,

Maybe that’s what really hurts.

(Chorus)

I’m hell in high heels, whiskey in a glass,

A little too wild for a love that won’t last.

I’ll kiss you slow, then leave you wanting more,

Have you counting every step across that dance floor.

I don’t need saving, I don’t need fixing,

I ain’t changing just to fit your vision.

Love me or leave me—either way I’ll still

Be hell in high heels.

I’m hell in high heels, whiskey in a glass,

A little too wild for a love that won’t last.

I’ll kiss you slow, then leave you wanting more,

Have you counting every step across that dance floor.

I don’t need saving, I don’t need fixing,

I ain’t changing just to fit your vision.

Love me or leave me—either way I’ll still

Be hell in high heels.