Song: Wicked Wishes.

[cadhla]

Bullet-proof smiles and Kevlar kisses:
You've got the kind of aim that never misses,
It's like you shoot to kill each time you say my name.

Every hero's just out to find you;
I'm the go-to girl who'll stand behind you,
Don't worry baby, I know how to play the game.

I'm not a damsel in distress,
        My heart's not gold,
        I won't be swayed.
        What's one more victim more or less?
        Don't be so cold,
        I'm ready-made

        For the mastermind with everything
        Except a girl who'll care.
        I know I may not survive your love,
        Baby -- take me to your lair.

Henchmen with knives and dogs with lasers;
As American as apple pie chock-full of razors,
They'll never have a hero who can bring you to your knees.

Every city will quake before you;
I'm the bad news girl who'll just adore you.
Don't worry baby, I'm immune to your disease.

I'm not a damsel in distress,
        My heart's not gold,
        I won't be swayed.
        What's one more victim more or less?
        Don't be so cold,
        I'm ready-made

For the mastermind with everything
        Except a girl who'll care.
        I know I may not survive your love,
        Baby -- take me to your lair.

All my bones want to taste your wicked wishes,
                All my blood wants to drink your wicked ways,
                You're a symphony to all things vile and vicious,
                I'm the kind of girl who likes the song you play --

Latex gloved hands and evil laughter;
You know I want to find unhappy ever after.
You know you want me, baby, I'm your heart's desire.

Every girl who came before was wasted;
I'm the poison fruit you should have tasted,
Don't worry baby, we can set the world on fire.