Oh, the loneliest girl in town Is bought for pennies a price We dress her up in lovely gowns She's easy on the eyes Her soul is black and it's a fact That her sneer will eat you alive The buyer always brings her back Because all she does is cry

WELL, MAYBE I COULD HOLD YOU IN THE DARK YOU WON'T EVEN NOTICE ME DEPART SECONDHAND THREAD IN A SECOND HAND BED WITH A SECOND MAN'S HEAD LEAVING THROUGH THE DOOR WITHOUT A WORD YOU WON'T EVEN NOTICE, LITTLE BIRD BETTER OFF DEAD, SO I RECKON I'M HEADED TO HELL INSTEAD

No sweet dream but I'm a hell of a night That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth And I'ma let you speak if you just let me breathe I've been polite, but won't be caught dead Letting a man tell me what I should do in my bed