Something Nice

Heart-pierced vampires
don't stray too far from the campfires
wouldn't it be nice if all we had to fear was the undead
so hold your breath
a corpse with something to confess
its not polite to breath in front of those with no lungs left
flesh falls from bone
home sweet home a tombstone
crumbling dates fading
grass grows higher with every day breaking

you're so young and fresh
and you would take away my breath
I had anything left to whisper AAAAARGHH
and sweet sweet nothing
you're so young and fresh
and love can conquer death
if i had anything left
i'd sell it all to buy you something nice

and you've got bright eyes 
moonlit night skies
crypt-side picnics polite smiles
pregnant pauses and puss filled gauzes
paper-thin pale skin
bullet holes, ribs showing
earthworms, potato bugs
eternity's a long time to keep yourself amused
don't talk, it's ok
opposites attract that old cliche
what will your parents say
you're a vegetarian and all i eat is brains