Cold Hearted Queen

{horn swell} {snare roll} {bass drop} Hey,

listen

up. Watch your

back. {fast Latin percussion}

She struts through the VIP line No ticket but she climbs every

time A velvet rope won't stand in her way She doesn't care

what she has to pay Her heart is made of dry ice

and stone

She wants to sit on that golden throne She wants the flashing

lights, she wants the fame (yeah) She'll step right on you,

won't remember your name (no!) Cold-hearted queen with a golden crown

She will burn it all to run this town

{blaring carnival sax

hook} {exploding 808 sub} Yeah,

check the resume, she cold as December Leaving bad bridges that you're

gonna remember No friends,

just stepping stones on the map She'll trade her soul for a

platinum track She got the look,

she got the venomous smile And she will play you like a

violin for a while (ha!)

Ice in her veins,

she never looks back (never,

never)

Running full speed on a one-way track {tenor sax solo takes over}

{percussion build-up}

She wants the flashing lights,

she wants the fame (yeah) She'll step right on you,

won't remember your name (no!) Cold-hearted queen with a golden crown

She will burn it all to run this town

{blaring carnival sax hook} {exploding 808 sub}

She won't care who she hurts.

Nothing can stop her.

Cold-hearted. {sax riff fades} {drum machine stops

with a click} (shhh)