I look good in a dunce's hat. I suit the shame like it was tailor made. And I know the word that you wanted to call me. Has a cat got your tongue? Do you do this for fun? I've seen the colour of your lipstick, honey, and it matches the blood on your teeth. I know exactly where you get your outfits, and you really should have kept your receipts. I'd look cute in a witches hat. I wear my curse like a corpse wears a hearse. And I know the moon by her maiden name. Is there something you want? Is your kindness a front? Just slip out of that jacket, and do a little runway, sweetie. Uh uh uh oh oh. XXOOO