If I was having such a good time
 It wasn't really that much fun
 A counterfeit conspiracy
 That's suddenly gone wrong

 So come on - come on
 You're a luxury
 A peculiar luxury
 It always breaks my heart
 You can keep your mystery
 It doesn't mean a thing to me

 Painted lips and l'oreal
 Are broadcast in the dark
 A necessary cover up
 That's finally left its mark

 So come on ...

 Your sneaky little schemes that show
 The wolf's still at your door
 A vicious little paragon
 Of what you were before

 So come on ...