In my saintly soft blues
Took on your hand-me-downs
My pink powders and fruit perfumes
I'm all wrapped in it now

'Cause if you want me, love me
Keep me, test me
Open up the door
And see who comes running (I want you right now)
You know they want me, to love me
To keep me, to touch me
I open up that door
And they all come running (but I want you, now)

My babe, my babe
You're so vicious
And I've gone, I've gone
I've gone so twisted

Oh, no, no, no
It's a given
Love's a cruel religion
Blue like heaven
Holds like prison (no, no, no)
It's no weak living
One God and lots of millions
But in my head
You're famous (collect your star child)

I'm posed at the front
Of your constant moral war
With a warm gun
And two fingers crossed
And hope for me there's more

And the rumor is
You like seeing me
To drop off your bags at my door
For me to clean
To hold closely
Until they're no longer yours
(It weighs, babe, heavily)

My babe, my babe
You're so vicious
And I've gone, I've gone
I've gone so twisted

Oh, no, no, no
It's a given
Love's a cruel religion
Blue like heaven
Holds like prison (no, no, no)
It's no weak living
One God and lots of millions
But in my head
You're famous (collect your star child)

You know they want me, to love me
To keep me, to touch me
So if you want me, love me
Keep me, touch me