Bad Crush On Goth Girls lyrics

Bad Crush on Goth Girls Snake bit lips And fingertips As black as hearses passing by The girls behind Those midnight eyes Promise a universe divine Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-ohh I’ve got a bad crush on goth girls, on goth girls Black hearts pump blue blood In ways that tantalize me (mesmerize, amplify, terrify) I see them dance in packs But I never hear them laugh They don’t care, to ever be your friend Their David Pirner hair And deadpan Tilda Swinton stares A ghostly, otherworldly kind Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-ohh One chalk white glance And I am necromanced Spells abound that taste so bittersweet I wish I could forget Black kisses on my neck Lost hopelessly on Fascination Street Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-ohh