Beat the Devil Out of It

"I'm a star, I'm a star" (You said it don't forget it) Guns and glamour (How we shine so brightly) Well it's all over now (All the drugs have run out) You said it don't forget it Dolce & Gabanna Louis Vuitton and Prada With a blank for a name and a hand full of sedatives I'm not all about it and I don't kiss-and-tell Well I learned from the Best, got a bullet to the chest Once again, now we're making some progress It's only sleight of hand Well it's getting kind of late Nobody wants to be out on the street You always saw me at my best Well, that wasn't normal Well, if I feel under your dress Wouldn't that be too formal? Can't stop the cycle of teenage arrogance Well-behaved boys and out of control whores It's a scene Well-behaved boys and out of control whores Late nights in Hollywood Plastic here is always good That boy's got exquisite taste I wrote you a letter; I hope you can't find it It's buried in contrast typical but timeless This scripture wasn't meant for burning I laid you to rest, love, and now you're returning Still returning "I'm a star, I'm a star" (You said it don't forget it) Guns and glamour (How we shine so brightly) Well it's all over now (All the drugs have run out) You said it don't forget it You never cared for glamour You always said there'd be time Well if I feel you inside it's just a waste of time Well-behaved boys and out of control whores