Her lips have that clever smile
She doesn't know what's in her drink
Nor does she really care.
He's watching her, she's losing it.
He hands her that bag of golden brown
She drowns it in her veins

Everyone wants to be her,
Following in her wake
Destruction, mishaps.
She wants her escape,
That purple haze just isn't enough

It's in her water,
She doesn't know
She's having too much fun to notice
He throws an arm around her waist
To keep her from falling into window panes

She's a lying waste of space,
Her purity is lost,
All she's tastes are her drugs.
Everyone's starting to call her bluff