Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
They don't know what you're doing
Babe it must be art
You're a headache
In a suitcase
You're a star
Don't be shy
You don't have to go blind
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me
You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
Almost as much as you doubt
You're a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star
Oh Don't be shy
It's a crime to cry
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me
They want you to be Jesus
To go down on one knee
But they want their money back
If you're alive at 33
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix
You're a star
Oh child
Oh 'cause you've no ties
You don't have to deny it
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me