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...

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JOHN JOSEPH O'NEILL