Честерфилд

If I can't be beautiful, I'd rather just die

So self-obesessed with my mascara and mistakes
Vanity's like a funeral and everyone is at my wake
Before [bad word] out of air there's more make-up to apply.
Doll eyes stare into Valium colored skies.

I gotta sweet tooth and strawberry youth
You wanna be my licorice and misguided [bad word] And right now I'll show you how
I'm a beauty killer

Rhinestone my eyes closed, and please fix my hair
This concealer can't hide all my pink nightmares
Before I ran out of air there's more makeup to apply
Doll eyes stare into Valium colored skies.

I almost died, but i found grace.
Faking perfection wasn't worth the wait
I may be easy, easy to hate
But you're [bad word] easy, easy to break

I gotta a sweet tooth and strawberry youth
You wanna be my licorice in misguided [bad word] And right now I'll show you how
I'm a beauty killer

I almost died, but it felt great.
Faking perfection wasn't worth the wait
I may be easy, easy to hate
But you're [bad word] easy, easy to break

Tell me your secrets, and I'll tell you my lies
Everything is monotone in my dead eyes
If I can't be beautiful, I'd rather just die

I'm a beauty killer
sweet tooth and strawberry youth
You wanna be my licorice in misguided [bad word] And right now I'll show you how
I'm a beauty killer
Doll eyes stare into Valium colored skies (x4)
I'm a beauty killer gorgeous killer,
hot pink killer,
fierce killer
I'm a beauty killer

I'll [bad word] kill you