"A Beautiful Woman Is A Weapon, I Guess That's Why They Call Her A Bombshell" lyrics

Put your weapons up against a wall of self-obsession, oh
Sliding back into a deep depression, a beauty when she's numb
Baby, are we having fun?

Got a smile plastered on that painted face
I'm compatible, palatable, beauty and rage
Consume me, I'll be your consummate remedy
Heavenly, light it up and burn your effigy
What do you want from me?

Put your weapons up against a wall of self-obsession, oh
Sliding back into a deep depression, a beauty when she's numb
Baby, are we having fun?

Bombshell? I'm a switchblade straight to the throat
Saint of the end, a godless antidote
Worship me, drink me down, my blood is heresy
Dependency, got you hooked on my chemistry
What do you want from me?

Put your weapons up against a wall of self-obsession, oh
Sliding back into a deep depression, a beauty when she's numb
Baby, are we having fun?

Smile sick to play the game
Wrap me up in cellophane
You see right through, see right through, right through me
Smile sick to play the game
Wrap me up in cellophane
You see right through, see right through, right through me

Put your weapons up against a wall of self-obsession, oh
Sliding back into a deep depression, a beauty when she's numb
Baby, are we having fun?

Put your weapons up against a wall of self-obsession, oh
Sliding back into a deep depression, a beauty when she's numb
Baby, are we having fun?

Baby, baby, baby, are we having fun?
Are we having fun?