With a face, like that, you won't need enemies
Your beauty in it's way, is a curse
There's a saying I've heard about vanity
I'm sure, you've heard it all before
What measure of truth
Matches the size of a lie
In how many inches of water
Can you drown?
If fate, was a certainty
You'd be dealt a mortal blow
No wonder, you've learnt to make your own
And with a tongue, like that, you won't need friends
It's best that you just entertain yourself
I'll just leave you to enjoy your riches
Oh there's, too much sulphur in this air
What measure of truth
Matches the size of a lie
In how many inches of water
Can you drown?
If fate, was a certainty
You'd be dealt a mortal blow
No wonder, you've learnt to make your own