A wraith with an angel's body
A demon with a smile of gold
You soul-sucker
I won't become like you
A killer with the perfect weapons,
crystal eyes and a heart of coal
You soul-sucker
I won't lose myself in you
Look how pretty she is, when she falls down
Now there's no beauty in bleeding mascara Her lips are quivering
like a withering rose, she's back again
What the fuck do you think love means?
It's much more than words and more than feelings
sucking me dry Is my marrow that sweet?
Your dead lovers have left a trail of broken hearts and misspent hopes
Sucking them dry Does their marrow taste of
sweetness, Sweetness? I hope you choke
Look how pretty she is, when she falls down
Now there's no beauty in bleeding mascara Her lips are quivering
like a withering rose, she's back again