Good in Red

Called a curse in the cradle Loving mother, unstable Daddy gone, under the table But you found a song in your heart So you learned how to fight, how to starve, how to survive When the others blocked your light you learned to see beyond the stars The curse of small desires Easily acquired It's time to set your gasoline heart on fire Kill your demons, kill 'em dead In your mirror, in your bed In your heart, in your head Don't you look good in red? Slay your devils, kill 'em all Take your throne, paint the walls And if you make it out alive, hold that bloody head up high Don't you look good in red? Don't you look good in red? Is there more beyond those plains? You cut your hair, changed your name Left a note as you escaped To thine own self be true But there was no gold in those hills, no platinum in those pretty pills Just werewolves tossing dollar bills and the wine dark sea of Malibu The curse of small desires Easily acquired It's time to set your gasoline heart on fire Kill your demons, kill 'em dead In your mirror, in your bed In your heart, in your head Don't you look good in red? Slay your devils, kill 'em all Take your throne, paint the walls And if you make it out alive, hold that bloody head up high Don't you look good in red? Don't you look good in red? No one's coming to save you No one's coming to save you Swing that sword that you made With the pain that they gave you Like the pain is gonna save you (The pain is gonna save you) Kill your demons, kill 'em dead In your mirror, in your bed In your heart, in your head Don't you look good in red? Slay your devils, kill 'em all Take your throne, paint the walls And if you make it out alive, hold that bloody head up high (Don't you look good in red?) (Don't you look good in red?)