Pageant Queen

If I had a title, I could be held liable or a liability

In every bitter rival, there’s a look or smile

I could mirror or tweak

And I’ll be saying use me,

Use me up, paste me on the walls of your suite

And I’ll be saying paint me,

Draw me out, sketch me as iconography

And I know, I know there ought to be

No hope, no hope for someone as coarse as meIf there’s silhouettes and

cigarettes

Then I’ve been smokescreened

Papa I know we’re dirty, filthy, stinking rich

And this is my dynasty

I want you to kick back, pose and relax

As if blue your blood it bleeds

Cause if this is the pinnacle then I need a miracle

Cause everyone’s laughing at me.

If this is the pinnacle then I need a miracle

Cause everyone’s laughing at me.

If I had a title, I could be held liable or a liability

In every bitter rival, there’s a look or smile

I could mirror or tweak

And I’ll be saying use me,

Use me up, paste me on the walls of your suite

Cause I got the looks and attitude

And I could be your pageant queen.

So, what do you think?

Everyone’s laughing at me.