Why do you worship what you don't understand?
I'll show you how to hold fire in the palm of your hand
We'll redefine what you think it means to die
Let's make trouble, pop that bubble, and bring you to the light
Kill the queen and take her throne
We can rearrange your skin and bones
Let's get weird, you can wear my crown
Turn this fucked up world even more upside down
You keep on pickin' that, pickin' that, pickin' that scab
I'm gonna take, take, take you down
You keep on pickin' that, pickin' that, pickin' that scab
I'm gonna take, take, take you down
I wanna pop that bubble
Good boys don't go to heaven
Good girls don't go to heaven
Good boys don't go to heaven
Good girls don't go to heaven
Can you surrender and let me take control?
Fill you up with so much midnight that I'll black out your soul
We speak in tongues to give weight to the lies
Let's make trouble, pop that bubble, and bring you to the light
Kill the queen and take her throne
We can rearrange your skin and bones
Let's get weird, you can wear my crown
Turn this fucked up world even more upside down
You keep on pickin' that, pickin' that, pickin' that scab
I wanna pop that bubble
Good boys don't go to heaven
Good girls don't go to heaven
Good boys don't go to heaven
Good girls don't go to heaven
You seek perfection
With no direction
Come join the party
And choose your weapon
You seek perfection, darlin'
But lack direction
So, join the party
And choose your weapon
Good boys don't go to heaven
Good girls don't go to heaven
Good boys don't go to heaven
Good girls don't go to heaven
Good boys don't go to heaven
I wanna pop that bubble
Good girls don't go to heaven
I wanna pop that bubble
Good boys don't go to heaven
I wanna pop that bubble
Good girls don't go to heaven
I wanna pop that bubble