She wears skulls and silver crosses
Like they make her powerful.
She wears steel-toed, black Doc Marten's,
Thinks The Cure is wonderful.
(Her) face is white with baby powder,
Painted eyes and blood-red lips.
Hands as cold as Bela Lugosi
Hair dyed black as pitch.
(I) first met her at Rocky Horror.
She sat down right next to me.
After the show I got her number.
I was taken instantly.
She was strange, I have to tell you.
Just sixteen. She knew alot.
(I) should've known that she was danger.
Asked for what I got.
Took her out a few days later,
Anywhere she'd like to go,
Coffee at Gelato Vera,
Dinner and a late-night show.
Never really got to know her.
Lust was all we had to share.
She's gone now and it's all over.
I don't really care.