Modern Teenagers as Complicated Divas
The devil ate her baby doll tongue, but she sings anyway
You call her werewolf, vampire, sex pistol
Shapeshifting her way into your superman sheets
She's the only star bright enough to find in the big city

You call her werewolf, vampire, sex pistol
She'll make you chant her Russian name while you unclothe her pixie flesh
She's the only star bright enough to find in the big city
The only gulp of cool on the hottest summer day

She'll make you chant her Russian name while you unclothe her pixie flesh
Break your balls of steel like glass; she'll leave you taping your foot to her beat
The only gulp of cool on the hottest summer day
A mere image of a mirage, her truth is lie-like

Break your balls of steel like glass; she'll leave you taping your foot to her beat
You sing her song despite yourself
A mere image of a mirage, her truth is lie-like
She slept with symbolism until she became a portrait of herself

You sing her song despite yourself
Shapeshifting her way into your superman sheets
She slept with symbolism until she became a portrait of herself
The devil ate her baby doll tongue, but she sings anyway.