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