Lyrics

Who cries for the rich girl?
who cries for the tramp?
Who cries for the little addict that can't get it together, man.

We all say so sad,
we knew your dad,
at least on TV,
at least it's not me.

Who cries for the scapegoat,
the never were and never could be,
who cries for the pretty ones,
so lost and empty.

We all say so sad,
we knew your dad,
at least on TV,
at least it's not me.
What a waste,
but there never was another way.
You paid the price,
a beautiful sacrifice.
The cost of being so lucky,
They always come in threes,
At least it's not me.

High class pets in a velvet cage,
We'll keep you until you age.
Human trash doesn't recycle,
you're as good as your news cycle.

We all say so sad,
we knew your dad,
at least on TV,
at least it's not me.
What a waste,
but there never was another way.
You paid the price,
a beautiful sacrifice.
The cost of being so lucky,
They always come in threes,
At least it's not me.