Don't black out Or we'll back down I want you to know If you feel ready to go?
withered and boney, exposed for a phoney.
Barely conscious in the room where you stand Your eyes are fighting sleep while your mouth makes your demands You laugh at every word trying hard to be cute I almost feel sorry for what I'm going to do to you...
A beauty supreme, yeah you were right about me. You're using all your looks that you've thrown from the start If you let me have my way I swear I'll tear you apart.