New Creatures of the Night.

If we’re the new creatures of the night

Then why are we so immune to the city lights?

Just because I asked for gin

Doesn’t mean that you can let your fingers run through my hair, through my veins

I’m not your girl, I’m not your next sin.

Remember me as that dried bottle that was asking for love on the streets

That had nobody, that only asked for 5 dolars to pay for the cab

And let her die alone, painting tears on your sheets.

Just hold on to me, let me corrupt you

Let me fill your soul with whisky, pills and blue blood

I’ll leave my mark, just like a tattoo.

And if you ever feel alone

Just scream for us, let everyone know

That we’re the new creatures of the night

Crawling inside of you, filling the void of your empty lungs

Now tell me darling, will you remember us next time?