Bleeding Mascara

A wrath 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's no beauty in bleeding mascara
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's no beauty in bleeding mascara
Lips are quivering like a withering rose

She's back again
She's back

She's back again
She's back