Yeah, I'm a bad bitch, so don't be mad, bitch I turn the room into a catwalk like a sad bitch I can't feel my toes in these stilettos When I walk out my room, it says "Girl, you'll regret those"
I know beauty is pain but, oh, I look amazin' You won't hear me complain but oh, my inside's screaming
Kick your shoes off (Kick 'em off) , oh I do what I want (Kick 'em off) , oh (Hey) I can't walk in these, blisters start to bleed (Hey) And now both my feet are swollen Kick your shoes off (Kick 'em off) , oh (Kick 'em off, hey)
No turning back now, it's such a drag now I'm really wishin' I had put flats in my bag now And yeah, I chose this, but I'm fuckin' toasted My dogs are barkin' and the pic's already posted
I know my ankle could sprain, but hey it would all be worth it Wait, no, that's actually insane no way anyone deserves this
Kick your shoes off (Kick 'em off) , oh I do what I want (Kick 'em off) , oh (Hey) I can't walk in these, blisters start to bleed (Hey) And now both my feet are swollen Kick your shoes off (Kick 'em off) , oh (Kick 'em off, hey)
It's like, I feel so good when my shoes are on But like, I also feel so good when they're off
Kick your shoes off (Kick 'em off) , oh I do what I want (Kick 'em off) , oh (Hey) (I do what I want) I can't walk in these (I can't walk in these) Blisters start to bleed (Hey) (They start to bleed) And now both my feet are swollen Kick your shoes off (Kick 'em off) , oh (Kick 'em off, hey)
Kick your shoes off, come on (Kick 'em off) Ooh, kick your shoes off (Kick your shoes off, kick 'em off) Kick your shoes off (Kick 'em off, hey)
Compositores: Maggie Chapman, Cameron Montgomery & Darren Criss