I SAY "I CAN FIX HIM"
I SAY "HE'S ALL I NEED"
I TRY TO BE A PART BUT
I DON'T FIT IN.
THEY SAY HE'S EVIL
THEY CALL HIM DEVIL
WITH EYES SO RED AND
A BLACK LEATHER JACKET.
WITH HANDS SO COLD
YET THEY FEEL WARM
WHEN HE SLIDES THEM BETWEEN MY OPEN ARMS.
HE MAY NOT BE MINE AND
I MAY NEVER GETS TO BE HIS
BUT I'LL KEEP HIM COMPANY
TILL HE BURIES ME ALIVE.
