Skinny little bitch Staring 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 bedrooms walls are falling 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 Oh, you never sleep
Skinny little bitch Praying to the Lord Praying for some salvation Cause she's oh so bored
In my vile sex horror and my cheap drug hell I am 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 on, 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 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