I know it's all my fault
I know I break
some hearts
I say dumb things
that tear us apart
'cos I don't know
How to be a good girl
I think of all the things
I've done 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 says
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