Once upon a time there was a little girl
She had a case of makeup
And a passion in her twirl
Inside that case was her whole entire world
A razor blade and lipgloss
A waste of that poor girl
She gave a little frown as she rolled up her sleeves
But right then and there all she could think was
I have a new utensils to finish my masterpiece
1 cut 2 cuts 3 cuts 4
Her blood is falling to the floor
1 up 1 down
There's no where else to go
Now she's got that smile that everybody
Knows
