Sitting alone on / a cold bar stool, / your cold, hard eyes make me 

feel a fool. / Pastel-white features, / high cheek-bones, 

scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones. 

The girl of my nightmares, / sultry and corpse-like. 

The girl / of my / nightmares. 

Brittle fingers, / and thin cigarettes, / so hard to tell apart, 

(she hasn't spoken yet.) 

You put your hand on mine, / death white on brown, 

those whirlpool eyes; / well, I begin to drown. 

The girl of my nightmares, / erotic and skull-faced. 

The girl / of my / nightmares. 

Anorexic beauty, / feather-weight perfection, / anorexic beauty, 

underweight / goddess. 

Sitting alone on / a cold bar stool, your / so hard to tell apart, 

(she hasn't spoken yet.) 

Pastel-white features, / high cheek-bones, 

scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones. 

The girl of my nightmares, / sultry and corpse-like. 

The girl / of my / nightmares. 

Anorexic beauty, / feather-weight perfection, / anorexic beauty, 

underweight / goddess.