Maisie Peters – Smile lyrics

[Chorus]
Got bridges to burn and places to run
Yeah, this smile is a loaded gun

[Verse 1]
It's my party, my body, my business
It's my town and my crown on my hitlist
It's my world and you're just living in it
Did I, did I, did I finish?
They are my girls, and it's us who's deciding
It's our door, did we say you're invited?
Leave your name and we'll call if we like it
If we, if we, if we like it

[Pre-Chorus]
No more Mrs. Sweet and Miss Nice
No more Mrs. Fuckin' Polite
Time for Mrs. Takin' What's Mine
You don't need him

[Chorus]
Got bridges to burn and places to run
Yeah, this smile is a loaded gun

[Verse 2]
It's my party, my body, my business
If he tries to control me, he's finished
Won't be crying, there's plenty of fishes
And I, and I, and I'm fishin'
You should know that you won't find another
Who will ruin your life and your brothers
Who will take what she's owed when she wants to
Did I, did I, did I stutter?

[Pre-Chorus]
No more Mrs. Sweet and Miss Nice
No more Mrs. Fuckin' Polite
Time for Mrs. Takin' What's Mine
You don't need him
No more Mrs. Lettin' It Slide
No more Mrs. Shut Up and Smile
Time for Mrs. Takin' What's Mine
You don't need him

[Chorus]
I got bridges to burn and places to run
Bang bang and your party's done
Got bridges to burn and places to run
Yeah, this smile is a loaded gun

[Bridge]
All these fakers, they come to a stop with me
Tryna step on my rungs
All these boys tryna claim my discography
Never heard of them once
They keep chasin' my crumbs
But I'm leaving them none
Ooh

[Break]
Bridges to burn, places to run
Bridges to burn, places to run
Bridges to burn, places to run
Bridges to burn, places to run

[Pre-Chorus]
No more Mrs. Sweet and Miss Nice
No more Mrs. Fuckin' Polite
Time for Mrs. Takin' What's Mine
You don't need him

[Chorus]
I got bridges to burn and places to run
One night and your party's done
Got bridges to burn and places to run
Yeah, this smile is a loaded gun
I got bridges to burn and places to run
Bang bang and your party's done
Got bridges to burn and places to run
Yeah, this smile is a loaded gun