Pretty to Die For

Lip gloss, sharp tongue, secrets in the hall

Smiles like knives, heels echo down the marble walls

Textin’ threats with a wink and a latte

We run this house — bleed in Couture, slay in Balmain

"She vanished last night..."

But the party still slayed

"They’re blaming us, right?"

Let them throw that shade

We’re pretty to die for — dressed to kill

Polite in pearls, but the air is still

We’re queens with a target drawn on our back

Walking the quad like it’s under attack

RUN!

Gossip cuts deeper than knives

SCREAM!

If looks can kill, we’ll survive

Glossed lips in the campus chapel

Fake friends light candles, plot the scandal

Everyone smiles, but someone’s keeping score

With a mask and a motive behind that door

Hallways drip with sorority pride

But blood never dries where secrets reside

We play dumb, we play nice

And we play dead if it gets us through the night

"She said she saw red..."

That’s just Chanel new suede

"Somebody’s dead..."

Then they shouldn’t have been lame

We’re pretty to die for — lips like sin

Laugh in pink while the screams begin

We’re queens of the scene, hearts like a guillotine

Smile so sweet then we tear at the seams

DIE!

We’re the blood behind the glam

HIDE!

But you’re still tagged on the ’Gram

Who’s next on the kill list?

Pledge your soul or slit your wrist

Mascara teers and designer blades

We built this grave with sorority grades

Not guilty, not clean

We sparkle through the crime scene

Scream if you want, scream if you dare

The devil wears Prada and we don’t care

We’re pretty to die for — flawless and fake

Perfectly poised as the sorority shakes

We’re legends in lace, final girls with a taste

For chaos, Couture, and a bloody good chase

PRETTY TO DIE FOR!

And the killer’s still not caught

PRETTY TO DIE FOR!

Play along or rot