You sold your soul for an ounce of attention Gaining the world and demanding affection Will you ever be pleased with your own skin? Will you ever refuse what they're asking?
You can't hide your insecurities with a pretty face
Breed it and bear it and make it your narcotic Begging face down on the floor Breed it and bear it and make it your narcotic You sold your soul, now they want more
Vanity's left you dead in Hollywood Empty, addicted, and screaming for comfort In a world devoid of compassion Exchanging hopes for rejection
