If I was having such a good time

It wasn't really that much fun

A counterfeit conspiracy

That's suddenly gone wrong

So come on - come on

You're a luxury

A peculiar luxury

It always breaks my heart

You can keep your mystery

It doesn't mean a thing to me

Painted lips and l'oreal

Are broadcast in the dark

A necessary cover up

That's finally left its mark

So come on ...

Your sneaky little schemes that show

The wolf's still at your door

A vicious little paragon

Of what you were before

So come on ...