Good in Red - Live

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

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