You can hang on to me. But my love won't surround you. Now that you're finally gone. I am free to get on with my life. . You can summon all the gods. That your black heart desires.
I listen to Tchaikovsky and cry. Pour myself a glass of red wine. I was thinkin' of something you said. Hey, it's okay to behave. . Life is like a glass of cheap champagne.
I watched you through your window. I was wearing that dumb sweatshirt. I looked like a goon, I was dressed for winter. Even though it was the middle of June.
Her venom makes me strong. Stronger than I am on my own. Before too long I'll wake up to it gone. Wondering how I ever was happy. . Hot venom is mixin' with my blood.
I've been drinking. With wolves dressed up as sheep. They've been killing. Injured creatures in their sleep. . Get some feelings. That truly bothers me.
This is not a test or an SOS. I'm no longer on a quest to get girls undressed. I search through their hearts and no treasure found. I'm so lucky this one lets dogs hang around.