a wraith with an angel's body   a demon with a smile of gold   you soul sucker   i wont become like you      a killer with the perfect weapons   crystal eyes and a heart of coal   you soul sucker   i wont loose myself in you      look how pretty she is   when she falls down   and theres no beauty in   bleeding mascara      her lips are quivering   like a withering rose   shes back again      what the fuck do you think love means   its much more then 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      she's back again   she's back