Shot through the heart. It's all part of the game that we call love. . Would you be content to see me crying. After all those little games you put me through.
Somebody better shake you. Somebody better turn your head around. I'm scratching like a wild cat. I'm spitting fire on the ground. . You got my venom running thru ya.
Black leather gloves and your lipstick shines. Bright as moonlight glows. My wildest rose cuts so fine and deep. It hurts but never shows. You're bad, you're so hardcore.
I got a ticket to nowhere. I got no respect for the law. I got no use 'cause it's all abuse. It's the cutting edge of the saw. . Ain't got no tiime for the future.
Prepare to dine in the darkest hour. I hope you like what I feed. And be my guest at this special party. You'll look so good on your knees. Can't start without you, I guess I'll wait.
Prepare to dine in the darkest hour. I hope you like what I feed. And be my guest at this special party. You'll look so good on your knees. . Can't start without you, I guess I'll wait.
Down on your knees I send you. Crawl on some broken glass. Barbed wire, heart is waking. Feeds on the night's demand. . If I fall to the ground in pieces.