Matt Bayles - Doctor! Doctor! lyrics

She shacked up with the wrong surgeon Doctor! Doctor! What have you done? She slept beneath a blanket of scalpels And woke up with skin like fingernails Doctor! Doctor! What pleasure do you crave when s** lacks pa**ion? When the hospital lights are dimmed low? This knife cut fashion lacks compa**ion But who says being an abomination of human cartilage isn't a statement? Now cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy When I see you, walking by yourself I want to cut the corners off your lips I want to shave the angles off your cheeks I want to wash the geometry off your face Those cosmetics run, run, run like ivory blood burns You keep coming back to get f**ed on the operating table You keep coming back a different shade of nauseating It's time to take that face back to the bank And count the cash you really make Pennies, doctor, pennies!