Lyrics:

The song, Scott Weiland writes in his autobiography Not Dead and Not For Sale, “is about the horrific gang rape of a dancer who winds up falling in love but can’t let go of the pain.”
Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door
Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door
She hides because she don't know nothin', don't know nothin' anymore
She keeps a funny face, it's locked and bagged, it's just outside the door

She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face
She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face

Lady picture girl, I think them boys don't like your show
Lady picture show, them boys are gone, should just said no
Your wedding present's not so daisy picture perfect anymore
Lady funny face, it's locked and bagged, it's just outside the door

She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face
She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face

Let them bleed
Let them bleed
Let them bleed


She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face

Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door
Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom wall
She hides because she don't know nothin', don’t know nothin' anymore
She keeps a funny face, it's locked and bagged, it's just outside the door

She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face
She doesn't know her name
She doesn't know her face

Let them bleed
Let them bleed
Let them bleed