Why you running round harming things?   Gotta do time if you know what I mean   You look so cute in that dumb fuck dress   Your pretty head is such a fucking mess. . .   Well I've got something to confess   I'm gonna throw this knife through your chest   We're gonna kill spur posse boys   It's the surest way to your heart lil' boy   Ain't gonna be your press darlings   I'd rather be fucked and throwing things   So get on your knees and suck my clit   If your gonna lie and say dumb shit   Hey! Didn't you hear what I fucking said?   Throw that camera right through your head   Through your head through your head    Through your mother fucking head   You ain't so hip when you look so dead   So your the one who loves me so   Letting me know blow by blow . . .   Now who you calling looks like a whore   It never kept you from coming back for more   So what the fuck did you think you'd get?   You ain't even paid us yet!