Hey vanity, this vile's empty, so are you Hey glamorous, this vile's not God, anymore, yeah Speak, I don't get it, should I ignore the fashion or go buy the book I don't want it, I just want your eyes fixated on me Coming back, oh Coming back around the fur Prostitute, climb back down, through the floor Please don't fuck around, and die like this, 'cause I love her Speak, I don't get it, should I ignore the fashion or go buy the book I don't want it, I just want your eyes fixated on me Coming back, oh Coming back around the fur Speak aw, that's so sad you're back I don't wanna get pissed off but anyway Come on, came so far, I'm here to stay Just one more vagabond Speak, you're a liar, you're lying, I don't care about Wrong, wrong, wrong