Eyes closed, in the back seat
I hear you mumble something 'bout the cold air
And I don't think that I see the point of sticking 'round you
Around here
Your memory, still haunting me
I'll kill them off, start with some brain cells
Cause I can't let myself believe
I could've had it better off with someone else
Well I'm a vampire
And you should get some sleep
We don't have long before the sun comes
And you thought you could stand up straight
Veins hollowed out
With nothing in your system
Well I'm a vampire and I'm still pretty wired blood on my hands,
Held up in a fighting stance, you never thought you'd take the arm of any man
Have real romance
Or that he'd mess you up more than any drink can
Or that he'd mess you up more than any drink can
Or that he'd mess you up more than any drink can
Or that he'd mess you up more than any drink can
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