[Intro] (hey—hey!) One, two, three—go! [Verse 1] Glitter on my knuckles, cherry on my tongue, I laugh like I’m fearless but I’m still kinda young. Late-night rooftop, sneakers on the ledge, I’m dancing with disaster, I’m flirting with the edge. They say “Be a lady,” I say “Watch me run,” Make a mess, make a scene, make the whole world stunned. If my heart’s a firework, it’s gonna burn bright— Even if it blows up in my face tonight. [Pre-Chorus] I’m sugar, I’m static, I’m trouble in pink, I don’t do “good girl,” I do “what I think.” Hands up—no halo, no rules to obey, If you want perfection—look the other way. [Chorus] Bubblegum bruises, lipstick truth, I’m sweet ‘til you push me, then I bite right through. Sparkplug heart, loud like a fuse, I’m dancing in the wreckage in my bubblegum bruises. Oh-oh, I don’t break nice, Oh-oh, I don’t pay the price— I turn my scars into neon lights. [Verse 2] Rumors in the hallway, whispers in a line, “Blonney’s such a problem”—yeah, thanks, that’s fine. I keep my secrets in a ripped-up sleeve, But I still want someone who won’t make me leave. So I wear my chaos like a brand-new dress, Call it “confidence,” call it “a beautiful mess.” And when the night gets heavy, when the smiles wear thin— I crank up the volume ‘til I’m loud again. [Pre-Chorus] I’m sugar, I’m static, I’m trouble in pink, I don’t do “good girl,” I do “what I think.” Hands up—no halo, no rules to obey, If you want perfection—look the other way. [Chorus] Bubblegum bruises, lipstick truth, I’m sweet ‘til you push me, then I bite right through. Sparkplug heart, loud like a fuse, I’m dancing in the wreckage in my bubblegum bruises. Oh-oh, I don’t break nice, Oh-oh, I don’t pay the price— I turn my scars into neon lights. [Bridge] (half-time, intimate) Maybe I’m scared of the quiet, Maybe I’m scared you’ll see Under the glitter, the riot— There’s still a kid in me. But if you stay when I’m shaking, If you hold on when I choose— I’ll show you love is a battle We can win in these bruises. [Final Chorus] Bubblegum bruises, lipstick truth, I’m sweet ‘til you push me, then I bite right through. Sparkplug heart, loud like a fuse, I’m dancing in the wreckage in my bubblegum bruises. Oh-oh, I don’t break nice, Oh-oh, I don’t pay the price— I turn my scars into neon lights. [Outro] (hey—hey!) Bubblegum bruises… (hey—hey!) Neon lights.
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