[Verse] Jade lit a smoke by the jet black sink Said hell was dry and full of mirrors The dye ran red, the bleach ran pink No time to scream—just flames and scissors [Verse] The shop burned down before her shift A thousand curls of melted plastic They found her comb, a birthday gift Melted into something tragic [Verse] And no one called her “hero” then Just "bitch", or "burnout", “pretty waste” But she made kings, she made queens Until someone threw the gasoline! [Refrain (shouted)] She made kings! She made queens! Until she burned in gasoline! [Verse] Jade never lied about gray roots showing Never sold what her hands couldn't do While other shops kept bullshit flowing She'd say "honey, let's just work with you" [Verse] When the kids came in with pins and rage She'd bleach their hair for stolen smokes Said "go on darlin', write your page" Called them dear while others called them jokes [Verse] The town folks whispered Jade was trailer trash With her tattoos and her liquored ashtray mouth But she could make a prom queen from the crash Of some girl who thought she was washing out [Refrain (shouted)] She made kings! She made queens! Until she burned in gasoline! [Verse] She told the gals about Eddie's debt How he skimmed cash from the weekly till Jack the bookie wants what Eddie bet And the boss knows Eddie's hands ain't clean still [Verse] Miss Becky's tracks slipped out one wash and set Said "honey, those ain't beauty marks you're hiding" The PTA won't forgive or forget And Miss Becky's teaching days are quickly sliding [Verse] But before she turned the "open" sign Turned lights on for the millionth time One of these broken kings or queens Threw that bottle of gasoline [Refrain (shouted)] She made kings! She made queens! Until someone threw the gasoline! [Verse] Ty bought her roses every Friday night She cut them up like split ends on the floor Said "baby, you ain't worth my overtime" Then showed his love letters to half the store [Verse] Who struck the match? Who soaked the rag? The crook, the loser, or the hag? In the end was it you or me that threw that bottle of gasoline [Verse] And no one calls her “hero” still Just "female victim", or "local woman” But she made kings, she made queens Until someone threw the gasoline! [Refrain (shouted)] She made kings! She made queens! Until she burned in gasoline! She made kings! She made queens! She made kings! She made queens! She made kings! She made queens! Until she burned in gasoline! [Fade out]
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