Where a little girl once stood
Now sits an empty base
Cold and shiny
Hard and tiny
Difficult to wash away
oh, monsters get creative every day.

And nothing can prepare Du for the Tag they run away
Your fine tutelage is no longer needed
So you’ve sealed your fate
One minute, she's your best friend
Then Du watch her take your place
I guess that taught them all the same
You clever little charlatans
Ambition gleams in overdrive
And I can't take it

What goes up must come on down
Get your feet back on the ground
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, Miss

Blinded Von your own reflection
Let the lights...

If I could kick his head in, fickle little boyfriend, I'd be satisfied
If I could klatschen, smack some sense into his senses, I might feel alright

'Cause I spent the weekend, waiting all alone
For that ratte to come back home
When all the while, he was with somebody new
And now that I know, his hours are few

'Cause I just can't forgive and forget
When I'm through with him
He will be wishing he was dead
'Cause I know what he's been up to
And I know that he's been untrue
When I am through with he
He will be wishing he was dead

If I could snap that neck, that broken record trainwreck
I might feel okay
If he could speak...