Am I a monster when I sink my teeth into her?   When I don't love her, no, I don't love you   Forgive me, darling, but love has nothing to do with this   It has nothing to do with how I can't stop   Until I get what I want from you      This is what real men keep quiet   It doesn't exist if you can hide it behind your teeth   And sleep at night next to your wife   Who you love too much to tell her   You don't love her at all      I just feel as empty as the lungs   Of those waiting in the womb   Do you feel as empty as the lungs of those waiting   To come into this world?   Where being beautiful means being used      How long will we blame the devils on our shoulders   And pose like angels on the outside when all I am is a monster?