goth girls wearing fishnet tights are trashing my house

Pull me in, make it quick, don't make a sound

Throw a fit, then throw your fit to the ground

Problem is, no matter what, you'll be around

I'll sit and wait — a hundred years or a hundred thous—

Holy shit, son of a bitch, demon child, you make me sick

Pull me in, then let me down

Let me downnnnn

Let me dowwwnnnn

Ahhh

Demon child

Let me down

Sing me a sweet song, breathe life into every word

I've been in peace, dawg — a piece of me got lost inside you, girl

I swear it's late, but it's never wrong

I'll listen now, just tell me what you want

I swear you're nothing but a party hop

We ain't even comfortable

We ain't even comfortable — we're close enough to breathe

And once it's over, I can't keep you on a leash

And everyone knows my weakness, you're my weakness

I'll go out alone, but right now I know you need me