You never learned how to play in a band
Never got enough attention
You dug your own grave, drink in hand
Lost your discretion
It’s not what Mother Mary would do
Just want you gone
I’m furious at you
Caught my frustration

I killed Katy and I liked it
The taste of my bloodstained nightstick
I killed Katy just to to try it
I hope my parole officer don’t mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
I’m gonna kill Miley tomorrow night
I killed Katy and I liked it
I liked it

No, I can’t care about your name
It doesn’t matter
You all sound the same
Mould culture
It’s not what good girls do
Not how they should behave
Your heads are so confused
It’s time to repay

You mainstream whores are so black magical
Glittered skin, painted lips, so flayable
Hard to resist, so slashable
Too good to deny it
Ain’t no big deal, you’re not innocent