Ripping off sandy band-aids one by one
I've become a backwards vampire feeding off the sun
Ain't bothering no one
All my nights are greasy, and all my mornings tend to tease me
Since you're gone
Ripping off sandy band-aids on the beach
My grasp runs circles around my reach
Outgrown, overthrown, bloody flowers and broken bones
All my nights are mourning, and all my mornings are deforming
Since you'r gone
Hollywood misunderstood
All my nights are greasy, nothing new
I know you gotta get while the gettin's good
All my mornings tease me without you
