Sweet Smell Of Success lyrics

You've got to be the one Smile of porcelain Bullet holes in your tongue Plexiglass bones Dough of angel's breath The eyes of a mannequin Put on a hell of a show Solid gold, fresh young face Queen of a lovely place Cynical life, wash your face Trying to make it better And we've heard this song before And the needle skips again Playing dominoes with tombstones Found a graveyard in your drawer Go and get yourself buried 'Cause you're dead, you're dead, you're dead, you're dead Your skin melts in wax Woven silk eyelids The arms of somnambulist You got your money's worth Soul hangs in the closet Papier-mâché heart Put on a hell of a show Solid gold, your hate crime Wasn't loving me Cynical life, wash your face Trying to make it better And we'll never make it better And we'll never make it better