i dreamed last night that i lost the first vampire i ever loved   to the cold and snow of Michigan   and those six months of staying up till the dawn have changed my entire life   i'll never be the same again      and on nights when i can't sleep   i touch my neck and think of him   looking for the scars i know he's left   the evidence of how i know he's changed me   the blood i know he must have kept      and i blinked and then he charmed me   he totally disarmed me   but reminded me to keep the shutters closed   cause he was willing, but only somewhat   or maybe that was me, cause at this point   no one really knows      he was the first time i stayed up till five   to go to work at six   my eyes were heavy but i held on   cause otherwise i'd never got a first kiss      chorus      or maybe it really was that easy   he just made his mix tapes and moved along   knowing all he ever had to do was write me some great line   from an indie rock'n'roll song