Skinny little bitch staring at the mirror

In your desperation, till you 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 can see you now

Your bedroom walls, this effigy

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

Hear my vile sex whore, or 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 on, come on, baby, come on, baby

Let it burn, oh, baby, does it hurt

Born of vile creation, born of sour milk

Cocaine filth

You stagger 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

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch