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