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