[...A wraith with an angel's body. A demon with a smile of gold. You soul-sucker

wraith with an angel's body. 
demon with a smile of gold. 
You soul-sucker. 
I won't become like you. 
killer with the perfect weapons, 
crystal eyes and a heart of coal. 
You soul-sucker. 
I won't lose myself in you. 

Look how pretty she is, when she falls down. 
Now there's no beauty in bleeding mascara. Her lips are quivering 
like a withering rose, she's back again.

What the [bad word] do you think love means? 
It's much more than words and more than feelings 
sucking me dry. Is my marrow that sweet? 
Your dead lovers have left a trail of broken hearts and misspent hopes. 
Sucking them dry. Does their marrow taste of 
sweetness, Sweetness? I hope you choke.

Look how pretty she is, when she falls down. 
Now there's no beauty in bleeding mascara. Her lips are quivering 
like a withering rose, she's back again.