Youll never look this good again 
Youll never be younger than this 
The words that slide out of their lazy holes are the 
same as any other road noise 
Noise as sad representation 
A safe remove, aggrandising, desperate, resigned and 
ultimate separation 
Only words 
But they're words I collect 
Words I f**k 
Thoughts and campaigners I covet and care so very much 
about that I keep the showy wrapping paper 
Say it: only words 
Say it: it wasn't her fault 
Say it: monster 
Perfect pure product 
Bugs flit around looking for an in 
Something comfortable 
It wants truth 
It wants to be fooled 
It needs to be convinced 
Its looking for a little religion 
A suggestion on what works 
Mummy taught you how to like it 
Daddy taught you how to sleep 
You don't want those tangles in your hair like when 
mummy pulled a comb through, do you? 
Pay attention 
Let me wipe your face, your little lip and cheeks 
This is what adults do 
This is what adults do 
Say no 
Say stop 
Say no you're not 
Right now, mummy said don't 
I wanna go home 
Mummy said 
This is what you get 
What you take in 
It only happens once 
Im going to teach you to sing 
And teach you to worry about others 
The way you worry about yourself 
So why don't you talk to your daddy any more? 
Name yourself 
Not Cunt 
Nothing happens 
Not this 
Not cunt 
Not just this 
Not just another hole 
A tighter comparable pit 
This time saying 
Not cunt 
What's bad? 
What's bad for you?
When did it stop being enough? 
Doing good enough 
Not this 
Not just this 
Not just another hole 
For baby? 
What did mummy say? 
Does mummy let you do this? 
How do you apply lipstick? 
How do you apply blush? 
How do you fold scented kleenex? 
What's talcum powder for? 
How do you put on your knickers? 
How do you pull on your tights? 
How do you cross your legs? 
Where do you wear perfume? 
How do you walk in those heels? 
Little miss 
Little doll 
Little dolly 
Youll always be this beautiful 
No matter how old and stupid and blank and pinned-up 
and tucked and sucked in and high-heeled and lied and 
drugged - just like your mummy looks now 
Little full empty head 
You were born for this 
What do you think the makeups for? 
The kleenex? The blush? 
The cocksucker red lipstick? 
The bleached hair? 
The talcum powder? Your knickers and tights? 
The heels? Mummys shoes? 
Your painted toenails? 
Do you know there's nothing more? 
Your coming tits 
Your ass 
Your cunt 
What the f**k do you think it's for? 
Youll never look this good again 
Youll never be younger than this 
I can see all that 
And Im not wrong about any of it