Welcome to the house of vanity
I hope you got a taste for blood
There's no sugar left in the distillery
Just salt to rim the cup, but is it empty? Is it half full?
I guess we'll never really know
You keep walking around like a movie star but you're no Marilyn Monroe, you know?
And I hate the way I feel when I'm around you
You're so numb
My novocain love
Feels like I cannot do anything to get to your heart
A hollow drum
I think I've had enough affection from a ghost I can't touch
I know your type
Yeah you run around like you own the place, killing anything you like
Daddy never gave you love so you fill your nose up with powder white
I think you need a bit of therapy
A sober friend to take you home tonight
And I hate the way I feel when I'm around you
You're so numb
My novocain love
It feels like I cannot do anything to get to your heart
A hollow drum
I think I've had enough affection from a ghost I can't touch
I can't feel anymore
Your teeth are sharp and my neck is sore
These marks remind me
My novocain love
It feels like I cannot do anything to get to your heart
A hollow drum
I think I've had enough affection from a ghost I can't touch