The Queen of Hot And Cold

You wanna decide
Who's gonna live and who's gonna fry
Who's gonna join you in the afterlife
And keep you warm into the middle of the night
You're gonna cry
When boys head into your firefight
And they bleed for your sake of being right
'Cause on our hands and knees we look alright

If you're the queen
It's gotta be a little cold where you're from
If you're the queen
It's gotta be a little cold where you're from
It's gotta be

You wanna decide
Who's gonna burn and who sees the light
So you're worshipped in the afterlife
All God's creatures need to hide in fright
You're gonna cry
When they lose the will to fantasize
You're so depraved you'll never realize
That your own ways are gonna suck you dry

If you're the queen
It's gotta be a little cold where you're from
If you're the queen
It's gotta be a little cold where you're from
It's gotta be