Ways to Be Wicked

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[Verse 1] I keep a silver matchbook in my coat And a borrowed key beneath my tongue You say behave, I say I’ll take a note Then lose it before the night is young [Pre-Chorus] I know the rules by name I just don’t worship them [Chorus] Ways to be wicked, I’ve got a few One for the trouble, one just for you Smile like an angel, step out of line Make every warning sound like a good time Ways to be wicked, neat and precise Never ask permission, never roll the dice If the door says no, I’ll paint it red And leave a little thunder in your head [Verse 2] I put the landlord’s roses on the train Sent the mayor’s invitation to the sea Turned a dull parade into a hurricane Now everybody’s looking straight at me [Pre-Chorus] I know the cost by heart I spend it gladly then [Chorus] Ways to be wicked, I’ve got a few One for the trouble, one just for you Smile like an angel, step out of line Make every warning sound like a good time Ways to be wicked, neat and precise Never ask permission, never roll the dice If the door says no, I’ll paint it red And leave a little thunder in your head [Bridge] Don’t call it cruel when the cage is gold Don’t call me lost when I refuse your map I’d rather wear a bruise I chose myself Than sleep beneath a borrowed little cap So raise your glass, if you’re coming along The clean white gloves are coming off tonight [Final Chorus] Ways to be wicked, I’ve got a few One for the trouble, one just for you Smile like an angel, step out of line Make every warning sound like a good time Ways to be wicked, sing it aloud Small-town saints can join the crowd If the door says no, we’ll paint it red And leave a little thunder in their heads [Outro] I keep a silver matchbook in my coat And one bright spark for roads unknown