Purple Lipstick

I'm looking bad these days. I put on make up, wash my hair, But something strange shows through. Like the women on the street, Who wear purple lipstick, With a scared look in their eyes. Some carry little dogs, Others talk to themselves. One doesn't want to look to close, Is this what Meth does? I didn't know, Nobody told me, And now its too late. I wear purple lipstick, Like the women on the street.