Three cheers for vanity    it's a tasteful shame    Faces gloomy talking to me    Living in a horror movie    Oh, the price of fame       Twenty-one guns for sanity    Oh, how I miss you most (of all)    good things that lifestyle brings    How could she complain?       All dressed up and if looks could kill you'd be a lonely girl    with a personal graveyard    but hey, oh no,    Ain't nobody got nothing on you Complicated, bent on revenge    You got a speed-dial spot    in the devil's address book    but hey, oh no,   Ain't nobody got nothing on you       Bring on calamity    Chaos makes a house (a home)    Can't very well un-bury    memories you fail to carry   Show you wear good girls go       She wore her heart right on her sleeve Oh what did it get her?    They don't respect her, no...   All good things that lifestyle brings    How could she complain?    How could she complain?       All dressed up and if looks could kill you'd be a lonely girl    with a personal graveyard    but hey, oh no,    Ain't nobody got nothing on you Complicated, bent on revenge    You got a speed-dial spot    in the devil's address book    but hey, oh no,   Ain't nobody got nothing on you