Girl, you are used like the glow of the sunrise. But don't you look cute with that dress off? My eyes were so consumed; I must have been confused Because I swore you were a vampire When that light hit your disguise. You bit my neck. I bit your thighs. Let's start over. I heard all about you last night On the front page and the headlines. There's this fire in her eyes That my tongue can't deny. Pull her dark hair aside; Lay her on the mosaic tile. Is there something wrong here? Hell no. Just kick the door closed. Blood lust begins; Blood lust must end come daylight. Just close your eyes, know that you can't let That light inside. My stomach is sick. I can't feel my legs. And I've got a mouth full of fucking fangs. A steamer trunk of things: A photograph of you and me, Locking lips, touching hips. Who would have thought It would come down to this? Who the hell are we? A person, a place or a thing? Well I don't know but I just hope That I can hide inside this shadow.