Tell me about your wicked past,
Your history, your life gone fast,
I'm waiting for you baby,
Like an *****,

I'm here with God in his hotel,
And man he really looks like hell,
Brother it ain't easy,
Being worshiped,

Mirror mirror on the wall,
You're laughing at us, aren't ya doll?
I know it must be ugly,
From your corner,

Let's get high and let's fall down,
Nothing matters anyhow,
The world keeps spinning,
It's making me feel nauseous,

Oh now I see the point of life,
It's sharper than a kitchen knife,
Stick me with it baby,
Like I taught you,

Dig right up, another grave,
They say the dead don't misbehave,
But I'm still looking,
Over my cold shoulder,

No one's left inside this place,
But I'm still smiling just in case,
I need you baby,
Like a soul needs torture.