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 bedroom walls are falling down And everyone could 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, praying to the lord Praying for some salvation Cause she's oh so bored In my vile sex horror or in my cheap drugs hell And in all the things you'll never live to tell
And you will never see the light I've just obscured out of spite Just a nasty piece of work Come on, come on, baby, Come on, baby, let it burn Aw, baby does it hurt?
Born of foul creation Born of sour milk Cocaine filth
You stepped 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