Verse 1] My dear, you’re so becoming — Black dress debut, spotlight humming You burned too bright, it blurred my sight Close enough to die in your light You made a garden out of grief Every flower at your feet Was stolen from the graves you made On your way to burry me so beautifully [Pre-Chorus] Orchestrator of my lowest lows You tuned me down to a minor key Pulled at my heartstrings carefully Just to hear a symphony of misery You love the sound of breaking things — Especially when they sing (You love the sound of breaking things — Especially when they sing) [Chorus] God save the scene — she’s a killer Stagelight halo, backstage sinner Eyes bore blue, you couldn't miss her If looks could kill, you'd still forgive her God save the scene She’s a killer — She’s a killer --- She’s a killer — She’s a killer — [Verse 2] At least pretend you didn’t want to get caught You’re red-handed — and I’m bleeding again choke the girl who cries in perfect key Let’s see if my last gasp can hold the melody You say it hurts to hurt me — but you still do it I wish you'd left me a sleeping dog, safe in my despair 'Cause you only stayed just long enough To get the credit for pretending you cared [interlude] Ex-girlfriend and my biggest critic too When I finally stop writing songs about you -- you'll cry, you'll cry, you'll cry Thanks for the album review -- Fuck you too [Bridge – Slow angry break down] Said I was “the narcissist” While your whole persona’s masochist Every song I wrote — a blueprint For you to follow straight under my skin -- Always Quoting me, but you don't get it (You can sing it) But you're never going to get it -- (You can sing it) But you're never going to get it -- [Pre-Chorus] Orchestrator of my lowest lows You tuned me down to a minor key Pulled at my heartstrings carefully Just to hear a symphony of misery You love the sound of breaking things — Especially when they sing (You love the sound of breaking things — Especially when they sing) [Chorus] God save the scene — she’s a killer Stagelight halo, backstage sinner Eyes bore blue, you couldn't miss her If looks could kill, you'd still forgive her God save the scene She’s a killer — She’s a killer --- She’s a killer — She’s a killer — [outro] You play the victim on a ukulele Soft and broken — then you flay me. Darling, you’re vintage, vinyl twisted Charming, cult-enlisted... and complicit. You're a killer -- You're a killer (Fading) You're a killer --
