Punishment and Reward
Track 5 of Made in the Hills
[ Lyrics ]
Bad girl learns — then gets rewarded. Bad girl learns — gets rewarded. Eyes down when you walk by, I know the code, but I part my lips just to feel the load. You said 'don’t speak till I name the sin,' so I whisper your middle name — let the trouble begin. A flick of your wrist, no shout, just a look, I’m on my knees by the grand piano nook. Not because I’m broken, not because I broke, but 'cause I wanted to feel the choke of your chokehold… soft. You trace my jaw with the edge of a ring, say 'you know the price,' and I don’t say a thing. But my pulse is dancing, my skin sings low — this ain’t punishment, this is the prelude to gold. Bad girl learns — then gets rewarded. Bad girl begs with the ache she’s ignored it. Tears like glitter, no sob, just a shine, you kiss my forehead like, 'this was by design.' Bad girl learns — then gets rewarded. I touched your watch when you told me to wait, slid my thumb on the crown like I owned your estate. You froze — didn’t yell, just pulled back the light, left me in silence, wrapped in the night. Three hours passed like slow reels on film, one breath at a time, my heart doing drills. Then the door cracked, you stepped in with red wine, and said, 'you’ll taste this… but only in time.' You pour it slow, let a drop hit my lip, I don’t flinch, I don’t beg — I just let it drip. And you smile like you’ve won, like you’ve lost, like you know — I’m not trapped by the rules… I’m turned on by the show. Bad girl learns — then gets rewarded. Bad girl burns in the fire she’s ignored it. Chest like a drum, beating silent and loud, you unpin my hair like 'you’ve passed the test, proud.' Bad girl learns — then gets rewarded. I don’t do it ‘cause I’m reckless — I do it to feel the thread. The tension, the balance, the edge of your head. You don’t own me — you just know how I grow: in shadows, in silence, in measured control. Every rule I ignore is a door I knock open… just to be sure. Bad girl learns — then gets rewarded. Bad girl earns every touch that’s adored it. No shame in the game, just the score and the climb, you hold me so close like 'you played it just right.' Bad girl learns — then gets rewarded. Was I good…? Was I good…?