Intro: She's an artist with her makeup, blood for lips and smoke for eyes Like a chemical equation using symmetry and lies I made concessions for your attitude but can't deal with your disguise, my oh my Cats are squealing in the ally as she finishes her face And her fingertips are matchsticks carefully wrapped in gloves of lace He must be something really special he must have expensive taste, oh what a waste Well you're nothing like you used to be, you're as cold as then can come And no one's gonna love you number one Well I heard you're making movies and I also heard what kind Saw your picture on the flyer at the local five and dime You need someone's arms around you but they never will be mine Well you're nothing like you used to be, got a stare could freeze the sun And no one's gonna love you number one Yeah you're nothing like you used to be but I hope you're having fun Cause no one's gonna love you number one