Oh, make me over I'm all I wanna be A walking study In demonology Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now you really made it Hey, so glad you could make it now Oh, look at my face My name is might have been My name is never was My name's forgotten Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now you really made it Hey, there's only us left now When I wake up in my makeup It's too early for that dress Wilted and faded Somewhere in Hollywood I'm glad I came here with your pound of flesh No second billing 'cause you're a star now Oh, Cinderella, they aren't sluts like you Beautiful garbage, beautiful dresses Can you stand up or will you just fall down? You better watch out For what you wish for It better be worth it So much to die for Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now you really made it Hey, there's only us left now When I wake up in my makeup Have you ever felt so used up as this? It's all so sugarless Hooker, waitress, model, actress Oh, just go nameless Honeysuckle, she's full of poison She obliterated everything she kissed Now she's fading somewhere in Hollywood I'm glad I came here with your pound of flesh You want a part of me Well, I'm not selling cheap No, I'm not selling cheap

And I will await your highness I'm so high I cannot walk And I will await You cripple, you take away my time My peace, my empathy No babies sleep on atrophy Your unborn love and fetal stress Hard bitter candy, legless caress Go for credit in the straight world Look a dealer in the eye Go for credit in the real world Won't you try? I got some credit in the straight world I lost a leg, I lost an eye Go for credit in the real world You will die Yeah It's the credit in the straight world Leave your money when you die Lots of credit in the real world Gets you high Yeah I got some credit in the straight world I lost a leg, I lost an eye Go for credit in the real world You will die Yeah

Here comes the sun in the form of a girl She's the finest sweetest thing in the world Take you to heaven tonight I feel the horses coming galloping In the summer rain Take you to heaven tonight 'Cause I love you for what you are I'll gallop to you, tonight, tonight (I'll gallop to you) We'll ride, I'll give it to you (I'll give it to you) We're going to heaven tonight Tonight Out on the winding road I couldn't wait Oh baby, I was afraid headed for heaven tonight I'll go to heaven tonight I feel the horses coming galloping I will never grow old I'll go to heaven tonight Because I love you for what you are I'll gallop to you, tonight, tonight (I'll gallop to you) We'll ride, I'll give it to you (I'll give it to you) We're going to heaven tonight Tonight I can't believe that I can be happy Someone will come again, ı can't be happy Oh, stop your crying you can be happy Go to heaven when you make me happy Here comes the kiss that I never had Nothing feels like this Headed for heaven tonight I love you Here comes a storm in the form of a girl She's the finest sweetest thing in the world I'll go to heaven tonight for what you are I'll gallop to you, tonight, tonight (I'll gallop to you) We'll ride, I'll give it to you (I'll give it to you) We're going to heaven tonight Tonight Take it tonight Take it tonight Take me tonight Tonight, tonight

Skinny little bitch Starin' at the mirror In your desperation to disappear And you would be oh so dumb to fuck with me 'Cause baby you're much too young to end up with me Your bedroom walls are fallin' down And everyone can see you now Your bedroom walls they sell for cheap You lie, you lie alone You lie alone, you never sleep How you never sleep Ow! Skinny little bitch Prayin' to the lord Praying for some salvation 'Cause she's just so bored In my vile sex horror, my cheap drugs hell And all the things you'll never live to tell And you will never see the light I'll just obscure it out of spite You're just a nasty piece of work Come, come on baby, come on baby let it burn Oh baby, does it hurt? Born of foul creation Born of sour milk Cocaine filth You staggered here on broken glass So I could kick your scrawny ass And all the drugs and all the burns What a nasty What a nasty Nasty piece of work Oh baby, does it hurt? Oh baby just go slower Oh baby just go lower Skinny little bitch Skinny little bitch Skinny little bitch Skinny little bitch Skinny little bitch Skinny little bitch Skinny little bitch Skinny little bitch Skinny little bitch

Dear God, I'm writing this letter to You 'Cause I don't have a clue, can You help me? I'm sitting here, simply trying to figure out What my life's all about, can You tell me? I never wanted to be the person You see Can You tell me who I am? I always wanted to die but You kept me alive Can You tell me who I am? I lie awake conducting this symphony That You have gifted to me But I can't ever sleep Don't be mad, but I get weak inside And I start to fall apart 'Cause I feel nothing I never wanted to be Some kind of comic relief Please, show me who I am I've been tortured and scorned Since the day that I was born But I don't know who I am And I thank You, man, for everything Sorry, I'm so frightened about all of this But I wish I could give You more And all the lights are shining down on me And I feel intimated by it all I never wanted to be the person You see But thank You Oh God, please tell me now Are You disappointed, are You proud? Haven't I done everything, everything? I'm so sorry, I'm so weak And I turned into a freak But I don't know anything, anything I've lost all self-esteem By a billion, everything And I feel nothing, nothing Oh God, please tell me now Oh God, please tell me now 'Cause I feel nothing And, dear God I'm writing this letter to you I am coming unglued Please, help me

When I was a teenage whore My mother asked me, she said, "Baby, what for? I give you plenty, why do you want more? Baby, why are you a teenage whore?" I said, "I feel so alone and I, I wish I could die I've seen the things you put me through and I, I wish I could die" When I was a teenage whore The rain came down like it never did before I paid good money not to be ignored Then why am I a teenage whore? I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you Denying what What what you put me through Of my house Get out of my house Get out of my house Get out of my house When I was a teenage whore My mother asked me, she said, "Baby, what for? I give you plenty, why do you want more? Baby, why are you a teenage whore?" I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you I don't want to live what you have You have put me through I wanted that shirt and I I wanted those pants It's all the lying put me through and I I never had a...