I don't know what I feel inside
The Demon sighs in the dashboard lights
He lights a cigarette with his fingernail
As he circling our block
Now I don't quite understand about love
The Demon snacks on a pickled dove
He parks his Nova about behind your truck
And comes in without a knock
Chorus:
Bleeding out of small cuts in my skin
White sadness, the Demon, the demon
Hurt to hurt from hurt comes the new pain
White sadness, the Demon, my demon
Now I don't feel like I wanna feel
The Demon waits as we finish our meal
He glares at photos of us on the fridge
And then he glares at us for real
I often dream about going back
The Demon's eyes go from clear to skunk black
He gropes your breasts with necessary attack
As you s** his lips of fire
Chorus 2x
Fallin' out of favor was my favorite thing
‘Til I took the pill that made you real