I watched you dancing

Around your bedroom floor

Wearing little

But hiding more than ever

You're the kind of girl who looks

Good in red

But why the red

Why the red

Why the red blood on your arms?

Why the red blood on your arms?

Don't have to please

Don't have to please

You don't have to tease me like you do

You know I understand

Far too much, far too much

I know this wasn't planned

You look so good in red

Why the red blood on your arms?

Why the red blood on your arms?

GUITAR BREAK

You suffered so much

I know there's so much suffering

Awaiting, awaiting us

You're wearing black

And you know that you look better in red

You look so good

You look so good

But why the red blood in your hair

Why the red blood on your face?

You've been cutting yourself up

Cutting yourself up

So much at stake

And I know it, my dear

To me

To me you're still a work of art