 I get made up just to see how pretty I get. When I'm crying, your eyes are where your soul is. My poor boy now chewed up in vaseline. I lie and I lie just to hide from where the truth is. I'm happy all the time. Turn up the love for joy. There's nothing harder than a bitch who knows you're out of line. Make me a work of art. I'll tell you when to start. I'm in control of my face.