i like company, i like the city and i like the air .
yet i spend my days in this dark place
cause i cannot bring myself to face
the urging flashlights of despair.

my mother cried, my brother sneered
when i showed my comfy coffin home.
when they failed in leaving me alone,
i closed the lid and disappeared .

this is where the magic happens, sweetheart
you'll be my princess of the night
my muddy pulseless pride and bride
i'll be the graveyard bodyguard.