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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
All the same
Crush her fame
Burn her name

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 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 and enemy we're all to blame

{She'll burn us bad
She'll flaunt her fame
She'll make us remember, remember her name}x2

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 fame
Burn her name
Crush her fame
Burn her name
Crush her fame
Burn her name
We're all to blame
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   All the same   Crush her fame   Burn her name      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 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 and enemy we're all to blame      {She'll burn us bad   She'll flaunt her fame   She'll make us remember, remember her name}x2      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 fame   Burn her name   Crush her fame   Burn her name   Crush her fame   Burn her name   We're all to blame