God Hates Your Outfit lyrics

[Verse 1]
LA is where stars come to die
Hold your breath - try not to lie
LA is where stars come to die
Hold your breath - try not to lie

[Verse 2]
To burn out in the blink of the public eye
Need the paparazzi to prove you're alive
You wanna do something with your life?
Drop dead hello, drop dead goodbye

[Chorus]
Hollywood knows you'll never make it
You're rich and you're skinny but you look like sh*t
You came so close you could almost taste it
But God, God, God hates your outfit

[Verse 3]
Hold your emotions under the knife
Let's pretend we're satisfied
Non-refundable and overhyped
Now you look like you feel on the inside
You wanna do something with your life?
Drop dead hello, drop dead goodbye
[Chorus]
Hollywood knows you'll never make it
You're rich and you're skinny but you look like sh*t
You came so close you could almost taste it
But God, God, God hates your outfit

[Chorus]
Hollywood knows you'll never make it
You're rich and you're skinny but you look like sh*t
You came so close you could almost taste it
But God, God, God hates your outfit