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 loose myself in you

Look how pretty she is
When she falls down
And there's 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
And there's no beauty in
Bleeding mascara