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

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch

Skinny little bitch