Glamorous

[Chorus: hospital]
Puke out my guts, blood all on the fucking walls
I need an autopsy so I know what's fucking wrong
I need a bad romance, I put you in a trance
I just wanna dance, I need a hundred xans

[Bridge: Amber]
So, my name is Amber
If you don't know me
Probably don't, 'cause
I mean, you're too old right now
But, yeah
I'm kinda busy
Because I just—

[Chorus: hospital]
Puke out my guts, blood all on the fucking walls
I feel like Marilyn, 'cause I just want it all
Rip out my ribcage, put me on display
Plastic surgery, mutilate my fucking brain
Puke out my guts, blood all on the fucking walls
I need an autopsy so I know what's fucking wrong
I need a bad romance, I put you in a trance
I just wanna dance, I need a hundred xans

[Bridge: Jeffree Star]
I could honestly spend probably six hours just doing my mascara
I like to get that "Hi! I'm gonna fucking kill you" look
My mom taught me that when we were younger
It's like, "Okay, Mom, I'm gonna wait in the car and listen to Mеtallica
You're gonna go sell drugs, smoke crack
And suck off your drug dеaler
And be a big happy family"

[Chorus: hospital]
Puke out my guts, blood all on the fucking walls
I feel like Marilyn, 'cause I just want it all
Rip out my ribcage, put me on display
Plastic surgery, mutilate my fucking brain
Puke out my guts, blood all on the fucking walls
I need an autopsy so I know what's fucking wrong
I need a bad romance, I put you in a trance
I just wanna dance, I need a hundred xans