come on!
look into the face of suicide
the sexiest face alive
I'm right here in this wall of potographs
a thousand artists
strove there hardest
to frame my classic smile

the world worshiped me
as my dress began to slip
the world longed for me
from lips to hips
the world begged for me
as my smile began to slip

but they never saw it
there was no black lipstick
no dark eyeshadow
none of those classics
to let you know
I was asking
what was left for me to long for?
when the world was mine?

the sexiest smile ever
the face of suicide
that the world loved so well
but I didint love it any more...
I was long gone.
only the sexy smile remained
it was a long time ago
that I said,
"goodbye Norma Jean"