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