Of course you're all crazy
Everyone but me
Because I watched the blood spill overseas
All from the TVs
But I could give a shit if you're scared
Everyone can taste your hatred

Yeah we clean up so well
Sure as hell like a picture
Money speaks back to her

Just stay with the VIPs and limousines
It's all in the photography and our bodies
But now that we're here, I guess we made it
I saw the fear - it covered your faces

I can't see this ever changing;
Everyone can taste your hatred

I told you I know how this ends
You're no different girl
But we could still pretend
You got carried away
In your own dress
So I disappear with some other actress

Yeah we clean up so well
Sure as hell like a picture
Money speaks back to her

Then I believe it
I love what I'm seeing
Guess I'll call it a reason

No we got to go...