Lyrics

Speaking of attitude
I've got something to say to you
I've got some brand new words for you to hear
You are bathed in mystery
You are clothed in tragedy
But you're as simple as the garments you wear

So don't even go there, baby
Make a little wish
Hope it comes true
'Cause you can't have me
I'm so vile and you're so empty

Speaking of child play
What did you just say?
How immature do you think you could get?
Well fuck your innocence
And screw your casulence
I'm not about to settle for the best

So don't even bother, baby
Make a little wish
Hope it comes true
'Cause you don't want me
I'm so vile and you're so empty
You'd better not starve yourself of sin
I have no heart, I won't give in
You'd better be ready and on your knees
'Cause I'm so vile, you'll beg for mercy