Purple hair
a septum ring
black lipstick
makes my heart sing
she has a tattoo
of a heart with her name
not sure if she loves me
and it's driving me insane
velvet robe
cigarettes
if she doesn't get her way
she throws a fit
but I try to please her
and win her heart
I'll never understand her
and it's tearing me apart
polyamory is her way
her last boyfriend
Jeff
was gay
sometimes I fear
I'm just too dull
to love a goth
Lucille Ball
But it's all good
I'll play along
she's the woman
in my songs
she screams at me
and then we kiss
kind and gentle
when she's not pissed
her antics
are way over my head
but I'll love her till I'm
left for dead
Purple hair
a septum ring
black lipstick
makes my heart sing
she will get her way
and I just won't fight
she can scream at me
want to make love
every night
not sure if she cares
cause she sure makes me feel alright
wanna love that girl
everyday
and night!