Because her rage it burns like Chinese torture 
She's just someone's favourite daughter 
Spoiled and ugly and she willingly slaughters 
Friends and enemies are all the same 

All the same 
Crush a vein 
Burn her name 

She'll break a promise as a matter of course 
Because she thinks its fun to have no remorse 
She gets what she wants then walks away 
And she doesn't give a fuck what you might say 

Because it cuts her up like Irish mortar 
Mother's Pride is what we taught her 
Soiled and petty as we happily taunt her 
Friend and ememy, they're all to blame 

Perfect! Brought her fame 
She'll makes us remember, make us remember her name 
Perfect! Brought her fame 
She'll makes us remember, make us remember her name 

She sits still like she knows she could 
She could win this game and be the queen for good 
Save herself up for the cream of the crop 
And she'll look us up when she's ready to stop 

Because her rage it burns like Chinese torture 
She's just someone's favourite daughter 
Spoiled and ugly and she willingly slaughters 
Friends and enemies are all the game 

Burn her  name 
Crush a vein 
Burn her name 
Crush a vein 

Burn her name 
Crush a vein 
Burn her name 
Crush a vein 
We're all to blame