Beautiful Surgery Lyrics - Blood On The Dance Floor

Hollywood 

Is a place where they'll pay $1000 for a kiss 

And 50cents for your soul 

Take a knife, cut a slice of my beautiful plastic life 

Take my shoes, see my view, I'm imperfect just like you 

Cover up all my flaws, work to fix all of the draws 

This is fame, this is pain, a life of luxury and fame 

Break the mold, sell my soul, plastic model to be whole 

Pay the price, living vise, be high; win and roll the dice 

I can be your enemy, my armor is my vanity 

Cut me up, stitch me up, make me perfect in front of yourself 

Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it 

You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole 

All these rumors and all this shit, 

I pay the pretty price to erase all of it 

You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted hell 

The battle's in the mirror is only the beginning, 

The battle is in myself; seems never-ending 

Slap me on the face, 

Tell me that I faked the truth always cause plastic always breaks... 

There's nothing ideal about being real, 

There's so many flaws to cover and conceal 

Connect the dots, live my dreams and move the hearts of so many teens 

Don't hate me for being pretty; hate yourself cause you're not me 

Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it 

You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole 

All these rumors and all the shit, 

I pay the pretty price to erase all of it 

You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted hell 

Bring it down 

Bring it down 

Bring it down 

10, 9, 8, 7, 6 

5, 4, 3, 2, 1 

1, 2, paparazzi making a flash, don't wanna bitch just kiss my ass 

I'm better than you, I fucked your mom, 

I'll take your grandmother to the fucking prom 

My face is like music, my hair is like porn; 

Put 'em together it's like a perfect song 

I'll chew you up, I'll spit you out, show you what this game's about 

The sex and the glitter, the punk and the glam, 

Fuck you bitch; it's who I am 

Surgery's not a fashion crime, get your ass to the back of the line 

With blacked-out eyes and hair extensions, 

All tattooed with lip injection 

Razor-sharp with a cutting edge but I'd rather cut your face instead 

Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it 

You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole 

All these rumours and all the shit, 

I pay the pretty price to erase all of it 

You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted hell 

Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it 

You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole 

All these rumours and all the shit, 

I pay the pretty price to erase all of it 

You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted hell.!!