I don’t know what I feel inside   The Demon sighs in the dashboard lights   He lights a cigarette with his fingernail   As he circling our block      Now I don’t quite understand about love   The Demon snacks on a pickled dove   He parks his Nova about behind your truck   And comes in without a knock      Chorus:      Bleeding out of small cuts in my skin   White sadness, the Demon, the demon   Hurt to hurt from hurt comes the new pain   White sadness, the Demon, my demon      Now I don’t feel like I wanna feel   The Demon waits as we finish our meal   He glares at photos of us on the fridge   And then he glares at us for real      I often dream about going back   The Demon’s eyes go from clear to skunk black   He gropes your breasts with necessary attack   As you suck his lips of fire      Chorus 2x      Fallin’ out of favor was my favorite thing   ‘Til I took the pill that made you real