Sweet Smell of Success Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
You've got to be the one smile of porcelain
Bullet holes in your tongue Plexiglases bones
Dough of angel's breath the eyes of a mannequin
Put on a hell of a show solid goldFresh young face, king of a lovely place
Cynical life wash your face
Tryin' to make it better
And we've heard this song beforeAnd the needle skips again
Playin' dominoes with tombstones
Found a graveyard in your drawer
Go and get yourself buried'Cause your dead, you're dead

You're dead, you're dead
You're skin melts in wax
Woven silk eyelidsThe arms of somnambulist
You got your moneys worth
Soul hangs in the closet paper mache heart
Put on a hell of a show solid goldYour hate crime wasn't loving me
Cynical life wash your face
Tryin' to make it better
And we'll never make it better
And we'll never make it better