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 ...