Scornocopia

Your rough beauty catches my breath
Trashed, flashed and too much makeup
Spiked-heeled, sky-scraped
But baby you got some guts
With your toothy grin around your gun
What did you say?
Wanna die young, die young
It’s what you said
It’s what you did
You’re such a cliché
Behind your mirrored shades
Well it’s been no laugh
In your oxygen mask
You suffer your last gasp
Strapped in
Draining
The stuttering light fades at last
Wanna die young, die young
It’s what you said
It’s what you did
You’re such a cliché
Behind your mirrored shades
Wanna die young, die young
It’s what you said
It’s what you did
You’re such a cliché
Behind your mirrored shades
With your burned-out
Country club superstar looks
As the rock cooks
Cocktail hour smile collapse
Slack-jawed black-eyed excess
Yeah baby you’re a total knock-out
Remember what you said to me?
Remember what you said to me?
Remember what you said to me?
Remember what you said to me?
Remember what you said to me?
Remember what you said to me?
Scraping the gutter for hard-ons and hardwire
In the guitar lazy night
Wanna die young, die young
It’s what you said
It’s what you did
You’re such a cliché
Behind your mirrored shades
Remember what you said to me
Remember what you said to me
Remember what you said, what you said, what you said, what you said, what you said to me