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-So gross. -What's her name again?

-Carrie White. -More like Carrie Red.

Bloody Carrie Red. Classic.

You could always do some educating of your own.

Go vigilante.

Carrie's excused. The rest of you are gonna run line drills.

-We deserved it. -She was out of her fucking mind.

-We filmed her. -The world is not kind to people like us.

Plug it up! Plug it up!

It's called menstruation. It means your body

is capable of getting pregnant.

Please, don't come in.

-Promise? -Who gave these to my daughter?

I'm Emaline. You have all the power.

They can only hurt you if you let them.

We're spending time as a family.

We are not a family.

I don't want to hear another word about you being a bitch to Brooklyn at school.

She's off-limits.

Little off-limit bitches.

Carietta!

Telekinesis,

from the Ancient Greek, meaning "far-off motion,"

a psychic ability to influence a physical system without physical action.

Apports...

pyrokinesis...

levitation...

materialization...

psychic healing...

retrocausality...

thoughtography...

and many more mysterious abilities are being studied

by physicists and psychiatrists on the cutting edge...

♪ Femme hysteria...

Angelique Cottin, mid-1800s, 14 years old,

known as the electric girl of France,

claimed to move furniture across a room with electric emanations.

Famed paranormal researcher Frank Podmore accused her of fraud.

Eusapia Palladino, late 1800s,

an Italian medium,

claimed to move objects during séances.

Accused of occultism and fraud.

Stanislawa Tomczyk,

early 20th century, another medium,

claimed to perform telekinetic levitation

thanks to an entity she called "Little Stasia."

Accused of thievery and fraud.

Annemarie Schaberl, 1960s, a 19-year-old secretary,

said to have telekinetic powers in the Rosenheim poltergeist case.

Dismissed as a fraud.

Nina Kulagina, 1970s, a Soviet housewife

and former member of the Red Army tank regiment,

allegedly stopped a frog's beating heart

with her mind.

Kulagina's own heart rate increased dramatically

during the seven minutes it took her to stop

the frog's heart. She was filmed

performing telekinesis on numerous occasions.

Her abilities were studied by academics, scientists,

and members of several nations' intelligence communities

for the final two decades of her life.

She was accused of faking it all with magnets and thread

and was branded a con artist by numerous publications.

In 1987, she sued and won a defamation case

against the Soviet government magazine that accused her of fraud.

The pattern is familiar.

Extraordinary claim, accusation of fraud.

Extraordinary ability, accusation of fraud.

Often, by a man.

Ridiculed, disgraced,

or, sometimes, far worse.

What you reading?

Emily.

Emaline.

-Right. I'm sorry. -Mm.

Telekinesis and witchcraft, huh?

Some light reading before homeroom?

Uh, it's for a project.

Just doing some research.

You haven't heard of Google?

Google?

I'm kidding.

I-I know what Google is. We use it in every class.

So you think any of this is real?

Well, the consequences were certainly real.

Yeah, but I mean, like, the rest of it.

Like, telekinesis and witchcraft?

-Your magic powers? -Of course not.

That's ridiculous.

♪ Work, work, work, move, move, move...

-Did you see this? -What?

It's a private account.

-You got to request to follow. -What's the handle?

Good morning, Peloton.

Shut up. Moving on.

I'm just relieved there's an open house tonight. I need it so bad right now.

Me, too.

You riding with me or am I getting ditched for lover boy?

He's working, which sucks.

We could really use some time alone without a chaperone.

I think my mom walks in on us for fun. It's cringe kink.

Okay, if you can't talk him out of work for an open house...

He needs the money.

God, you guys are both so nice, it's exhausting.

-You're a bitch. -And I will never apologize for it.

Speaking of apologizing...

You promised.

Hey, Carrie.

Wait. Calm down.

-Geez, you're skittish. -Chris.

Look, Carrie, I was a bitch to you with the shower thing.

Like, I was a total monster bitch.

I mean, you have to admit it was kind of crazy.

But I wanted to say that I'm sorry.

Truly.

We both are.

I'm sorry, Carrie.

That wasn't cool. You didn't deserve that.

-Okay. Thanks. -Wait.

Well, let me make it up to you.

There's an empty McMansion up on Spring Road,

and sometimes, we borrow those for the night.

Like, tonight. It's an open house. It's gonna be a really great party.

Do you want to come?

Wh... A-A party?

I-I don't know.

I've never been to one before. I wouldn't know what to do.

-We could show you. -Yeah.

I'm inviting you, I'm not gonna let you be a loser. Just wear something cute.

Momma would never let me.

Fuck her.

I mean, don't worry about her,

-just sneak out. -Carrie, don't do

anything you're not comfortable doing.

-Well, I-I want to go. -Yeah, see? Of course

she wants to go. It's a rite of passage.

-She is working nights this week. -Perfect. So then,

you just need to be back before she gets home.

She's never gonna know the difference.

What's your number? I'll text you the address.

Oh, I don't have a phone.

What am I gonna do with you?

Okay.

May I?

I really hope we see you there.

♪ All my life I've been ♪

♪ a sinner ♪

Shut the door in my face?

♪ And no...

This isn't even English.

♪ They say...

Do you think the cameras are too much?

You always think I overreact.

No.

You're right.

You're right.

♪ How to pray...

-Margaret White? -Yes.

Certified mail.

Uh, what is that?

Certified mail, I need you to sign for it.

♪ Oh, Lord ♪

♪ while it's not easy ♪

♪ I'm a bit sad this day ♪

♪ Please, Lord, give me ♪

♪ your guide ♪

So, let's first think about exponents.

All right, so if I take ten,

and I raise it to the third power,

what does that equal?

One thousand. Correct.

Simple, yes?

All right, now, a logarithm is basically the inverse of an exponent, okay?

So, if we take the log base ten of 1,000,

it's gonna give me three.

Do you see how that works?

...is equal to the number,

so you have to raise to base two.

So, not a lot of options this late in the year.

I think your best bet is community college.

A lot of kids defer for a year to take their core classes, then transfer.

It's a great way to save money.

No, I'm not going to community college.

I'm going to Duke. I got in.

That is a great school, and we can try to appeal for financial aid...

Okay, great, do that.

But you have to be realistic.

Maybe we can try for the spring,

but for the fall semester, it's too late.

It just is.

I don't understand.

I got in, and you're...

all connected with these people, right?

Uh... look.

I know you don't want to hear this,

but who you are at this school,

who your family is to this town...

none of that means anything the second you cross that county line.

My job is to advise you and to help you.

I can't fix the fact that you didn't apply for financial aid last year

when the deadline hit.

I'm really sorry that your plans didn't go the way you wanted,

but I'd strongly, strongly advise you to drop the attitude

and start thinking seriously about your future.

Not just where you go to college, but...

who you're going to be.

Because, Chris,

this is not the way.

♪ Like a bird beating its wings ♪

♪ Sunrise as my heart sings ♪

♪ Like a bird beating its wings ♪

♪ Sunrise as my heart sings...

How was school?

Good.

I-I thought you'd already be gone.

I'll leave after dinner.

When will you be home?

Not until 3:00.

I swear I'm being targeted.

This manager lady,

she says that everybody does a rotation on nights,

but then you should see the way she looks at me.

Like I'm something on the bottom of her shoe.

Are you gonna be okay?

I worry about you here by yourself.

Oh, well, I'm just going to go to bed early.

I have a lot of homework.

I was going to go up and get started, if that's okay?

Of course.

Thank you, Momma.

Dinner will be ready in an hour.

Not too many.

♪ Losing life ♪

♪ Picking up the pieces, looking for a reset, like...

-What? -Nothing.

Well... you're being weird.

♪ Feast your eyes ♪

♪ 'cause you're cold and you're wet...

Are you gonna swing by the open house?

I mean, if somebody orders a pizza or a...

half-eaten bag of fries, maybe.

My dad's still not working. His back's all... so...

gotta take what I can get.

But you can drive with me all night, if you want, though.

You know, it'll be like, um,

taking you to dinner, just, um, a few bites at a time.

I want you to come tonight.

There'll be lots of rooms.

Rooms with locks.

And I'm thinking, maybe we could...

-You mean... -Yeah.

Unless you don't want to.

No, I-I want to.

Do you?

-It's my idea. -Right.

Hold that thought. Just...

Just...

Keep holding that thought.

Holding.

Holding...

Oh, yeah, I'm going to the party tonight. I mean, we can go right now.

I'm going to work.

-Good night. -Good night, Momma.

♪ I can't be for everyone...

Hi.

Do you know where Spring Road is?

Yeah, why? What's on Spring Road?

Well, I want to go to a party.

I was actually hoping you would give me a ride.

Huh.

And if I say no?

I'll find another way.

Okay, hell yeah. Good girl. I'll give you a ride. Hold on.

-Let me grab my keys, okay? -Okay.

♪ Who gives a damn, I'll be your anti-superstar ♪

♪ your guilty pleasure in the back of the bar ♪

♪ Anti-superstar...

Thanks again for the ride.

Call me if you need a lift home, okay?

I will. Bye.

♪ I'll be your anti-superstar ♪

-♪ Your cult classic kiss in the dark ♪ -♪ Kiss in the dark ♪

♪ Anti-superstar ♪

♪ My name can live and die inside of your heart ♪

You did see my post, right?

Yeah, I did. I don't know, I thought "get ready with me's" were dead.

Yeah. Yeah, y-you're so... you're so right.

But, I mean, I did crack 150 likes.

You can do better.

Yeah, you're probably right.

I'm just gonna... dance by the door

'cause I'm getting hot.

What was that?

Last semester, uh, I said I don't hang with less than 100 likes.

She thought I was serious, and now, she keeps, like, checking in.

I think she's making fake accounts to like her own posts.

-Oh, my God, that's so sad. -Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

What the fuck is she doing here?

I mean, basically everyone from school was invited.

Can't fucking deal with that tonight. She's, like, everywhere I fucking look.

So stop looking at her. Hey.

I'm sorry.

Carrie White. Surprised to see you here.

I was invited.

Um...

Do I look okay?

You look great.

-You want a beer? -Sure.

No. No. Ew. She doesn't want beer.

-She wants something better. -Hi.

-Hi. Thanks. -I'm glad you made it.

This is your first party, so let me give you the tour, like they do in the movies.

-Wow, it is really loud in here. -Got drinking games, beer pong.

Your home base for the socially awkward and overly competitive.

Dancing for the wasted or brave.

At some point, someone's gonna take control of the music

and play shit no one wants to hear.

I see you, George. If you play that awful fucking rap song by your cousin,

I will murder you.

Stoners outside, if that's your thing.

Vaping inside, if you hate your lungs or like pneumonia.

Hot people.

Selfie time.

Oh.

Okay, so chin down, eyes up.

Like that.

Oh. Desperate, horny losers.

Speaking of, hookup rooms are upstairs.

Right, Sue?

Mm-hmm.

Kitchen, home of the booze. Everybody just brings what they can

get their hands on, and the goal's to get fucked up,

but not so fucked up that you do anything stupid.

Is that my shirt?

I don't think so.

No, it totally is. I lost it right before break. What did you do to it?

Jesus, Tina, calm down. Do you think Carrie time-traveled to last year

-to steal your shirt? -Well, I just...

-was wondering. -So fucking dramatic.

Sue.

Everyone, to Carrie White's first high school party.

And this girl's under my protection tonight, so none of y'all be dicks.

Woo!

♪ Dance with me so we don't cry ♪

♪ We're lonely dancers, there's no need to hide...

It's harder than it looks.

♪ I know the answer, baby, dance with me so we don't cry...

♪ La, la, la-la, la ♪

♪ Cry ♪

♪ La, la, la-la, la ♪

♪ Your lover left you, broke up tonight...

All right, Chris, it's your turn.

Sue can play for me.

Uh, uh, no, no, no, you cannot be serious.

-Who said anything about serious? -Billy Nolan?

He's basically a drug dealer.

He's hot in, like, a dark, broody kind of way. Not my usual type.

You can do better.

We don't all have Dudley DoorDash waiting on us to give it up.

♪ We're lonely dancers...

-This is good. I made it myself. -Yeah, thanks.

Hey.

It's Billy, right?

Pills or weed?

Uh, do you have any Molly?

Did I say I had Molly?

Right. Okay.

Just pot.

Can I get you a drink? I can make an amazing vodka lemonade.

Yeah, I'm here to make money, not play around with little girls.

I'm not so little.

Cute, but like I told your friend, I'm not into jailbait, so...

Well, I'm 18.

You can check my ID if you want.

Okay.

Okay, yeah, sure. Show me.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Hargensen?

What, like, as in John Hargensen?

Mm-hmm.

Does Daddy Hargensen know where his little princess is tonight?

Yikes. Does he know his prom queen is slumming it?

Hitting on me while I'm just minding my own business?

I'm not hitting on you.

You totally are.

No, you're hitting on me.

That's how this goes.

♪ Just give it, a-give it, a-give it away ♪

♪ I want to go, want to go out with a bang ♪

♪ If the world is ending anyway ♪

♪ We'll dance our ashes to the grave...

So who lives here?

For tonight, we do.

♪ If the stars are falling from the sky, there's no better way...

Okay, wait, so you made this?

Oh, uh, kind of. I-I changed the sleeves, and I added these.

-Oh, I get it. It's up cycling. -Yeah, yes.

♪ If the world is ending anyways ♪

♪ We'll dance our ashes to the grave...

Oh, uh, that's so kind. No, thank you.

-Okay. -Sweet.

♪ If the stars are falling from the sky ♪

♪ there's no better way to say goodbye ♪

♪ Bye ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la ♪

♪ la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

I'm so glad you're here.

It seems like everyone's here.

And I'm so sorry I forgot your name this morning.

You have been so nice to me, Emaline.

You having fun?

I'm having so much fun.

Yeah. Any more fun...

and you might make yourself sick, so...

I... I used to dream about this.

Going to parties.

Having friends.

It's like I'm a character in a book.

We got to get you some better dreams.

This small town shit is nothing, I promise.

I mean, I don't know if I could handle much more.

I mean, it's all so big and-and loud and confusing.

So what do you do when you're not selling drugs to kids?

I, uh, work on a farm.

Mm.

Cute.

Yeah. You ever hear a pig squeal when it realizes you're gonna string it up?

It's really cute.

If you're trying to be edgy, you're really overachieving.

-Yeah, I'm not trying to be anything. -Oh.

I don't think I realized how small I was.

Like, my life was, before...

Like, I...

I think I was lonely?

I had my mom, and I used to have my dad.

Uh, and Stella, my next door neighbor. She's... she's the best.

She drove me here.

Um...

But I just, I...

I never had anybody like me.

I mean, I hear that.

I used to feel like

everyone was speaking a different language.

One that they knew and that I didn't, and...

Nobody was like me.

But I found my people.

The other headcases and weirdos.

Weirdos?

Os?

-You are drunk. -No, I'm not.

Is this when you tell me you're not like the other boys?

How dumb do you think I am?

I don't care what you think.

Everyone cares what people think.

Well, I mean, look at these guys.

You know, tonight, they all think they're getting away with something,

but come tomorrow,

they'll all be in the same houses they've lived in their whole lives

and following the same rules.

I'll be a couple hundred bucks richer, and their highs will be hangovers.

You know, they're all just animals in pens.

Why should I care about any of them?

No, no, I'm not...

-I'm not... -She's so fucking weird.

I think... I think I found my people tonight.

Yeah. Look, friends are... they're important, but just...

you got to make sure that you choose the right ones.

Are-are you my friend?

Yeah. I'm your friend.

I thought you guys were, uh, friends.

God, no.

She's like...

homework for my real friend.

I only invited her 'cause I thought it'd be funny.

Wait.

Are you sure about this?

Are you sure about this?

♪ Met back up with the boy I love ♪

♪ Cried on the streets of San Francisco ♪

♪ I don't have an agenda ♪

♪ All I do is pretend to be okay ♪

♪ so my friends can't see my heart in the blender ♪

♪ And lately, I've been killing all my time ♪

♪ reading through your messages, my favorite way to die ♪

♪ Take my head and kick it in, break some bread for all my sins ♪

♪ Say a word, do it soon, it's too quiet in this room, I need noise...

Honestly, I can't believe how cool you're being about all that.

You're, like, so Zen.

About what?

♪ I need noise, I need the buzz of a sub ♪

♪ need the crack of a whip...

I mean, everyone likes her,

and I guess you're, like, sisters now.

I don't know, but if it was me, I'd be...

I'd be losing my shit.

We're not sisters.

Yeah, no, for sure. Um...

Not-not like sisters,

more like-like a mini-you.

Like a Chris 2.0.

Like a... like a replacement.

Only 'cause, like, she'll-she'll be living with your mom and, like, her hot dad.

He's actually pretty cute for a replacement husband.

It's kind of like your mom's replacing everyone.

Anyway, it is...

it is very mature of you to not rip her cunty little eyes out.

♪ I need noise, I need the buzz...

-Time to go. -Let go of me.

No, you've had your fun, and I'm sick of looking at you, so bye, bitch.

What is your problem?

-You are my problem. -Dad said if you

mess with me again, you're gonna get in trouble.

Yeah, that's not my dad, so fuck yourself, I guess.

What did I do to you?

-Just you breathing near me is enough. -You don't get to be

a bitch to me because your parents are getting divorced.

Divorced?

Oh, sweetie, you and your daddy are just a phase.

Yeah, she's had them before. She'll be done with you

and come back, like always.

Does she file for divorce every time? Or is that just something new?

What?

-You're full of shit. -Oh, fuck.

She didn't file for divorce.

Seriously, I'm sorry. I mean, I-I thought that you knew.

-I... I'm... -That's enough, Brooklyn.

-You should go. -I'm sorry, Chris. I mean, I...

Get the fuck out.

♪ They're gonna eat me alive...

Oh, my God. Here.

♪ If I stumble...

Are you okay?

♪ I don't like anyone better than you, it's true ♪

♪ I'd crawl a mile in a desolate place with the snakes, just for you ♪

♪ Oh, I'm an animal, hand me a tramadol, give me the juice ♪

♪ You are my citadel, you are my wishing well, my baby blue, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ I used to like liquor to get me inspired, but you look so beautiful ♪

♪ my new supplier, I used to like smoking to stop all the thinking ♪

♪ but I found a different buzz ♪

♪ The world is a curse, it'll kill if you let it ♪

♪ I know they got pills that can help you forget it ♪

♪ They bottle it, call it medicine, but I don't need drugs ♪

♪ 'cause I'm already high enough ♪

♪ You got me, you got me good ♪

♪ I'm already high enough ♪

♪ I only, I only, I only got eyes for you ♪

♪ Do you see anyone other than me? ♪

♪ Baby, please, I'll take a hit of whatever you got, maybe ♪

♪ two, maybe three ♪

♪ Oh, you're phenomenal, feel like a domino, fall to my knees ♪

♪ I am a malady...

Do you see my other sock?

Yes. Right over here.

♪ I used to like liquor to get me inspired ♪

♪ but you look so beautiful, my new supplier ♪

♪ I used to like smoking to stop...

So, it was okay?

What? Yes.

Yes, of course.

You?

Yeah.

-Yeah? -Yeah. Yeah.

♪ I'm flirting with a boy that I think ♪

♪ wants to murder me, I giggle, touch his hair ♪

♪ and wrap my fingers round my keys ♪

♪ I got over him in a few days, but I'm missing the thrill I put him...

-Oh. -Oh, my...

Shit. I got to, I...

No. Go. I'll, um...

make sure your new bestie gets home safe.

♪ The clouds are raining cacao and cocaine...

You really are the best.

♪ I send it back, I prefer pain...

Should I get on the... Fucking do it.

-I'm gonna... -Oh, hey, hey, no, Chris. Chris.

Chris, uh-uh-uh.

♪ If you are constantly in the safety of danger? ♪

Hey.

♪ Safety ♪

-We're gonna go before you go viral. -What? We're having fun.

-Ready? -Wait, I'm-I'm supposed to call Stella,

but I-I forgot her number.

No, it's okay, I'll get you home.

You remember your address?

-Yeah. Yes. Okay. -Yeah?

♪ Danger crushes, pushes my buttons, forces me to agree ♪

♪ Danger's a slut, it's in my gut, at night, it whispers ♪

Okay. Whoa, whoa, whoa, watch your step.

Just stairs, right?

Wow. Look at the stars.

Oh, care-careful.

They're so bright out here.

Yeah.

It's like that when you get away from town.

When I was little, my dad said

wherever I went, I could always find my way home by the stars.

Um, people used to just use the stars back before the-the spy satellites

and-and the GPS went up,

all the bad stuff.

It was just the stars.

That's all you really need.

That's Mars.

They say we're gonna go there one day.

Imagine that? People on Mars?

That's amazing.

I think it's terrifying.

I read all The Martian Chronicles.

I'm a space head, I guess.

There's this, um, amazing sentence in there.

"Earth men have a talent for ruining big and beautiful things."

Leave it alone, I say.

Can't it be enough to just look? I mean...

Look at that.

♪ We can...

Stars.

♪ I can carry it all ♪

♪ I can break your fall ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna wait for you ♪

♪ One day with the sunrise ♪

♪ we'll run to the outside ♪

♪ Start a life on the crashing...

Do not bitch at me if you throw up in your own car.

Okay, Mom.

♪ I can break your fall ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I will, I will ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I will ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna, I'm gonna wait for you ♪

♪ I'm gonna wait, I'm gonna wait, I'm gonna wait ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna, I'm gonna wait for you ♪

♪ I'm gonna wait, I'm gonna wait, I'm gonna wait ♪

♪ Oh...

Shh.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna wait for you...

Hey, Daddy.

Found my way home.

I had a good night.

-This way. -I know.

Yeah.

I got this.

-I want chili cheese fries. -Shh, shh.

-You are gonna wake up your dad. -Yeah, okay.

Sue, are you gonna get me fries?

No, asshole, I'm gonna get you water and aspirin.

-Shh... -Shh. Yeah.

Here. Take this.

Thank you.

Delicious.

Are you gonna replace me?

Of course not.

♪ My eyes are made of acid ♪

♪ and my tongue is sharp with spite ♪

♪ Attention whore with too much pride ♪

♪ there's no one I wouldn't fight ♪

♪ I don't like confrontation, but I'm staring at the sun ♪

♪ I won't quit until my eyes go red ♪

♪ I'll finish what's big, and I fucked the reaper 'cause I knew my time was coming ♪

♪ Can't you see? ♪

♪ I was either gonna die at 12 or 90-fucking-three ♪

♪ I'd do anything for 20 bucks, I'd sell my sour soul ♪

♪ 'cause lemonade is bitter till you sweeten up the bowl ♪

♪ I'm sitting in the bathroom, I'm crying citrus tears ♪

♪ Everything I'll ever love decayed ♪

♪ over the years ♪

You want breakfast?

Um...

How are you feeling?

I just have a headache.

Think maybe I got a cold.

Hmm. You don't have a fever.

Well, my night was really good.

Homework was really good?

Yeah, it-it was.

-And I-I got some really good sleep. -Mm.

♪ My Heavenly Father...

How was your night?

Do you know, Carietta, that it is so common

to find drug paraphernalia, and drugs themselves,

in the restroom of big-box stores

that there is a special, overnight drop box just for that?

I didn't.

I didn't, either, till they put me on nights,

and now, that-that is something that I have to know.

And it is hardly all.

I'm learning a lot.

♪ My soul ♪

♪ My Heavenly Father ♪

♪ watches over me ♪

Oh, man, who took this? I look so stoned.

Who the fuck is Carrie Red?

Oh, shit.

♪ Watch the torch set aflame ♪

♪ Watch it burn, watch it fade ♪

♪ Watch the armies gather soon ♪

♪ Someone's got to win and lose ♪

♪ They say...

What are you doing?

You're famous. See this?

♪ Who's to blame for that? ♪

♪ Who's to blame for ♪

♪ Count your blessings, count your minutes ♪

♪ Played my game, hell, now you're in it ♪

♪ Bittersweet, my renegade ♪

-♪ and I'm anything but tame... -Hey, give it back, please.

♪ Grab your sword, you might just need it ♪

♪ 'cause I'm not afraid of cheating ♪

♪ Oh, I hate to tell you this way ♪

♪ but villains aren't born, darling, they're made ♪

♪ Scream my name when they run ♪

♪ Honestly, it's kind of fun ♪

♪ Scream it louder when they fall ♪

♪ I'm never satisfied at all ♪

♪ They take, they take until you give ♪

♪ You taught me well, now watch me win ♪

♪ Now watch me win ♪

♪ Count your blessings, count your minutes ♪

♪ Played my game, hell, now you're in it ♪

♪ Bittersweet, my renegade ♪

♪ and I'm anything but tame ♪

♪ Grab your sword, you might just need it ♪

♪ 'cause I'm not afraid of cheating ♪

♪ Oh, I hate to tell you this way ♪

♪ I aim before I kill ♪

♪ live only for the thrill ♪

♪ It's bad, I know, but still ♪

♪ there's nothing left to lose ♪

♪ Don't tell me it's not fair ♪

♪ Believe me, I've been there ♪

♪ I'd much rather be alone ♪

♪ if I'm sitting on a throne ♪

♪ Count your blessings, count your minutes ♪

♪ Played my game, hell, now you're in it ♪

♪ Bittersweet, my renegade ♪

♪ and I'm anything but tame ♪

♪ Grab your sword, you might just need it ♪

♪ 'cause I'm not afraid of cheating ♪

♪ Oh, I hate to tell you this way ♪

♪ villains aren't born, darling, we're made ♪