I'm the Villain

Intro

Ooh, ooh, la-la (ah)

Heh, heh, watch the crown tilt (watch it)

Mmm, mmm, yeah

Verse

Candy-colored lipstick, midnight grin (mm)

I smile like I'm sorry, but I never begin

Glass slippers on the pavement, I rewrite the rules

Playing nice was tedious — now I'm collecting jewels

I leave a trail of glitter and a text that stung

I wear my guilt like perfume, but call it fun

You wanted safe, I sold you storm with a wink

Now you read the fine print, babe, you don't even blink

Pink manicure, plot in my palm (plot, plot)

I sip on chaos, call it calm (sip, sip)

They call me reckless — I call it art

I draw the map and then I tear it apart

Flips the script, roll the credits, watch me glow (watch me)

I write the villain's lines, then I steal the show

Sugar and sabotage, sweet-tooth crime

I hum the refrain while I cross another line

Pre-chorus

You wanted a hero, I was too chic (too chic)

You wanted a promise, I like mystique (mystique)

Blame the costume, blame the role — blame the me

Blame the midnight lipstick on my enemy (ooo)

Chorus

I'm the villain, babe, throw the script away (I'm the villain)

I'm the villain, babe, I do it my way (I do it my way)

I'm the villain, baby, don't need to behave (don't need to)

I'm the villain, baby, taste the sweet trouble (ooh)

I'm the villain, babe, throw the script away (I'm the villain)

I'm the villain, babe, I do it my way (I do it my way)

I'm the villain, baby, don't need to behave (don't need to)

I'm the villain, baby, taste the sweet trouble (ooh, ooh)

Verse

(rap — pick it up) Yuh, heh, ayy

They taught me to be quiet, I learned to speak in gold

Smile with a razor, ice on a heart that's cold

Pink shades in my bag — I wear the plot like couture

Notes folded in syllables, signed: Miss No-Pure

I move like a rumor, glossy and quick

Skrrt through the chapter where the hero gets tricked

Sweet on the surface, venom in my verse

Cartwheel through chaos, leave your name in cursive

Call me complication with a bow on top

I plant the seeds of trouble, watch 'em sprout and pop

I count the consequences like beads on a chain

Every little scandal tastes like champagne

You wanted an easy line, I flip the page (flip it)

I cast the good girl out, she floats offstage

Lipstick like a signature, press it on the scene

I ghost the miracles, keep the in-between

Mercy? Not in my closet, I keep the dress

Satin and sarcasm — yes, yes, yes

I speak in crescendos of glitter and guile

I autograph the chaos with a crooked smile

No cape, no crown, just a whisper and a spark

I rewrite the ending when the credits turn dark

Skrrt, yuh, hush, heh — I stir the pot

I take what you left, and I call it a plot

I am the headline you said you'd never view

Front page mischief, baby — made for you

Chorus

I'm the villain, babe, throw the script away (I'm the villain)

I'm the villain, babe, I do it my way (I do it my way)

I'm the villain, ba