Beat The Devil Out Of It

I'm a star, I'm a star

(You said It don't forget it)

Guns and glamour.

(How we shine so brightly)

Well its all over now

(All the drugs have run out)

You said it don't forget it

Dolce & Gabanna.

Louis Vuitton and Prada

With a blank for a name and A hand full of sedatives

I'm not all about it and I don't kiss and tell.

Well I learned from the

best, Got a bullet to the chest.

Once again, Now we're making some progress

It's only sleight of hand

Wells its getting kind of late

Nobody wants to be out on the street

You always saw me at my best

Well, that wasn't normal

Well, if I feel under your dress

Wouldn't take be too formal?

Can't stop the cycle of teenage arrogance

Well-behaved boys and out of control whores

Its a scene

Well-behaved boys and out of control whores

Late nights in Hollywood

Plastic here is always good

That boys got exquisite taste

I wrote you a letter, I hope you can't find it

It's buried in contrast typical but timeless

This scripture wasn't meant for burning

I laid you to rest, love, and now you're returning

Still returning

I'm a star, I'm a star

(You said It don't forget it)

Guns and glamour.

(How we shine so brightly)

Well its all over now

(All the drugs have run out)

You said it don't forget it

You never cared for glamour

You always said there'd be time

Well if I feel inside it its just a waste in time

Well-behaved boys and out of control whores