She moves through the black door   She turns toward the desperate light   With her breath like iodine   With her filigree design   She summons the fire from her hips   Flamingo blood melts down her lips      But the light would not share her,   From behind the bending mirror, pulling her within,   Like a jealous twin. there was something in her eye   Like a flawed alibi . . . I was just about to ask   When she rips apart her mask      Refrain   But me and my girl   Chase the dragon's tail   We double lock the room   We innoculate the moon      And the light glows from below   Tonight, tonight   She hears the soft drone,   Like a pearly blade laid in silicone . . .      And the reservoir of sleep   Slides through the morning tube   Like a letter written in a dream   That is answered much too soon      And she lays across the sofa like a gold stick pin   Mascara draining down her specious grin, every notion's   Loaded motion laced in bombay gin . . . and the serpent's   Eyes are bursting as she bites into the skin      (repeat refrain)      She leaves a trail of broken things:   Knives . . . lives . . . and wedding rings   And the candle drips it's light   Across the fine silk floor      Someone screams for less   Someone screams for more . . .      But the light would not share her   From behind the bending mirror   Pulling her within   Like a jealous twin   There was something in her eye   Like a flawed alibi   I was just about to ask, I swear,   She ripped apart the mask      But me   And my girl   We chase the dragon's tail      We double lock the room   We innoculate the moon      And the light   Glows   From down below . . . tonight . . . tonight