Lyrics:

Come count your trophies and stack em high
Funny how reality can pass you by
Little girl wanna be as pretty as she can
And she lives by whatever it takes
The lights in her room are all dark
And living doesn't hurt if you haven't got a heart
So why not? Why not taste the pain?
You've got nothing to lose and nobody to blame
A hard shell for shame, so come display your skills
'Cause fuck lonely nights with empty bottles and pills
At 50/50 fills per shot, come take her for a spin
And I hope you like your sin with skin
'Cause you can count me... out
Yeah, you can count me out
You can count me out!

It's all for plastic! (A plastic)
Walking in your sleep
It's all for plastic! (I like it)
And it's only skin deep!
It's all for plastic! (A plastic)
Here's to your health!
It's all for plastic (I like it)
So you can go fuck yourself!

You like waking alone, you like to…
No, I hear what you're saying
And all that doesn't really mean that much to me, you know, because
To move on…
Yea, everything mean everything, and I clock

Gasoline and broken glass
Shaking in your coffin as the hearses pass
Are you afraid that nobody can hear your screams?
Because we're out here, we just don't care
Pretty my pink, I can smell your stick- makes me sick
And I don't give a damn what you think anymore
Back down against the floor
It's all vanity, profanity and hells galore
Liquid candy whore, suck it up, hold your breath
Is it a taste of life or maybe just your death?
Better yet, another chance for me to see right through
Because it's who you fuck, but who the fuck are you?
Yeah, who the fuck are you?
You can count me out!

It's all for plastic! (A plastic)
Walking in your sleep
It's all for plastic! (I like it)
And it's only skin deep!
It's all for plastic! (A plastic)
Here's to your health!
It's all for plastic (I like it)
So you can go fuck yourself!
So you can go fuck yourself!
Is this all for shit?

The American trademark, our symbol is simple
The bald eagle spread open wide
Oh, Miss American Pride, I despise
The lack of respect between your thighs
And all of the lies inside your eyes
Oh, with that glazy look of plastic haze
'Cause your faith, for heaven's sake
And that's not how I want to see what's within you
Get some more confidence and button up those pants of aimless and shamelessness
You got potential and hopefully eventually
You'll find the right guy to take advantage of you

I think you must be completely in love with yourself...

It's all plastic, you can go fuck yourself!
It's all plastic, you can go fuck yourself!
It's all plastic, you can go fuck yourself!
It's all plastic, you can go fuck yourself!
It's all plastic, you can go fuck yourself!
You can go fuck yourself!
You can go fuck yourself!
You can go fuck yourself!
It's all plastic, and it's all for nothing!
Plastic, and it's all for nothing!
Plastic, and it's all for nothing!
And it's all for shit!