Blonde, Pink and Black

Come on look nice for me

I'll let you have a soul

People like you don't exist

Well you're in a photo no top on skin

Looking so bored and vicious

Like you could tear out my eyes and then give someone head

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Don't follow the good ones

You can be mine for a day

We'll talk about anything you want

I'll let you cry

Just be mine and cry into wounds made yours

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Don't pull yourself down

Don't be beautiful in my face

Just sell your soul when the price is right.

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Everyone sings along and you think they're singing about you

What happens when the attention goes away?

When you start to sag and your looks vanish down the sink

Blonde, pink and black were the only colours you knew

Passive aggressive, a Venus dressed like a whore

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You say I've always looked so serious

Well I never saw you smiling

No, you were too busy posing for yourfriends

Making the girls jealous and the boys fall in love

One day it'll happen to you.

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Don't pull yourself down

Don't be beautiful in my face

Just sell your soul when the price is right.

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Sell your body on the street and nobody will come

Give your looks to a magazine and pray you get a cheque

Get addicted to nicotine and wait for your heroin

But she'll never come and neither will I

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Don't pull yourself down

Don't be beautiful in my face

Just sell your soul when the price is right.