somewhere deep inside my head
i'm t a s t i n g love's first hate upon my bead
bones t.a.i.n.t my tomb and i can't see the light
but here safe inside my womb i know everything will be all right

i'm a mannequin s.t.i.t.c.h.e.d with neon thread
a sign to those who care to let them know i'm dead
my lips are pert and pink
they should be pert and bleeding
my black hair is painted w h i t e
i think it's to s-imb-olyze that nothing's been quite right
because ever since you took me away
i've begun to age in ways that show off the w.a.n.i.n.g days

i'd like to say i'm scared like hell
because to say i'm not would be a lie
but here where demons walk it's hard to be too careful
and if you're not you'll find you rather quickly die