She likes the finer things
Her mother bought her a diamond ring
She only puts needles in her toes
She can't stay clean
Precious hands, scratched up feet
She blacked out blue
Cracked her head, left for dead
She's gotta lie, she's gotta lie, she's gotta lie sometimes
(She likes the latest, she likes the latest clothes)
She's outta line, she's outta line, she's outta line this time
(She likes the latest, she likes the latest clothes)
Now she can fly, now she can fly, so high
(Shes' got a craving, she's got a craving soul)
Stay high, stay high
Stay high, stay high