Good Girls

I know it's all my fault

I know I break some hearts

I say them things that tear us apart

Cos' I don't know, how to be a good girl

I think of all the things I did to make life hard

Like forgetting to buy you a birthday card

Seems I don't know, how to be a good girl

And good girls go to heaven

And good girls have it all

And all the things they don't do, I do well

Gotta learn to be a good girl

I don't know how to clean

I don't know how to cook

I threw away that self help book

So I don't know, how to be a good girl

And good girls go to heaven

And good girls have it all

And all the things they don't do, I do well

Gotta learn to be a good girl

Mama never said it was easy,

Raising a girl like me

And daddy said he pities the men

Cos' I ain't easy to please, no

I know it's all my fault

I know I'm too much work

But I'll get by, get what I deserve

Until I learn, how to be a good girl

And good girls go to heaven

And good girls have it all

And all the things they don't do, I do well

And good girls go to heaven

And good girls have it all

And all the things they don't do, I do well

Gotta learn to be a good girl

Gotta learn to be a good girl

Gotta learn to be a good girl