Lyrics:

Hey vanity, this vile's empty, so are you
Hey glamorous, this vile's not god, anymore - yeah

Speak, speak. I don't get it, should I ignore the fashion or go buy the
Book, book. I don't want it, I just want your eyes fixated on me

Coming back ohh
Coming back around the fur

Prostitute, climb back down, from the floor
Please don't fuck around, and die like this, 'cause I lover her.

Speak, speak. I don't get it, should I ignore the fashion or go buy the
Book, book. I don't want it, I just want your eyes fixated on me

Coming back ohh
Coming back around the fur

Speak aw, that's so sad you're back, i don't wanna get pissed off but anyway.
Come on, came so far, i'm here to stay, just one more vagabond. Speak! You're a
liar! You're lying, i don't care about, Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!