I'm really unsure...if I'm a vampire   Before I take a drink...I wonder should I be biting her   When you kill my friends out in the pale moon light   I wonder, am I a creature of the night      How'm I gonna eat, when the sun rises this morning   How'm I gonna eat, when your blood's sucked dry   How'm I gonna eat, when my teeth grow long and pointy   Are rats all I'll need when I'm hungary, how'm I gonna eat.      Where you used to stab all the vampires backs   ...They'd disappear into ash   A fetish that I can't ignore   ...Like wood stakes in your dresser drawers.   And the hours that you spend working out and kick boxing   Make me wish that...we were necking      How'm I gonna eat, when Buffy no longer loves me   How'm I gonna eat, when the writers kill me   How'm I gonna eat, when the Goth scene's too depressing   Will I be like Mr. T, in a spinoff series, how'm I gonna eat.      How'm I gonna eat when Buffy's ratings finally fall   How'm I gonna eat...      Gonna get my own TV show   They'll call it "Angel" named after me you know   I gonna taste leading role success   So they won't just think of me   ...as the living dead, living dead      How'm I gonna eat, when they typecast me   How'm I gonna eat   How'm I gonna eat