The proper girl leafs
something to the imagination...
I wont, then you will imagine
Everything except what I am
Im not that basic
Instead let me reside in your tastebuds
Sweat my bloody tears on your blouse
Bet you never tasted that rare
Alkaline nectar Im talking about
I got demons in my smile
They can dance any style
To suit the suitor's gravesite
Ill only be a while
The fantasy you hope four
Im a really great listener
Just to dig out your deepest darkest of demons
So I can love on my sisters...
Theres only me here though
I take in everything so deep.
Make sure you measure up
Cause my hollow plays for keeps