Drop Dead, Gorgeous
As she stared into the night was the castle dressed in white
Behind her virgin eyes the mirror image of her plague
And darkness overcame until she screamed alone in vain
Oh how lovely as she gasps, yet so innocently sleeping
And forever she will haunt, now manifest this disease
The misfortune of the weak, Ill tell you what it is
Walk down these tragic steps
Disappearing with no trace, nothing left
This was the perfect murder
The perfect murder
In the ballroom with a glass, remembering it all at last
The memory of her first kiss led to a series of unfortunate events
She'll dance to the sound of the clock striking twelve
Your name in diamonds
Why won't you finish the job?
Let's set the stage on fire
And Hollywood will be jealous..