Bleeding Mascara

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 is 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 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 is no beauty in bleeding mascara Her lips are quivering Like a withering rose She's back again She's back a- She's back again She's back