Paint my wounds, lover
Make them pink and red with laughter
Sell my skin, traitor
Make it nice and fine to read the print
Phony people, silver screens
Tell me something, don't make believe
Want something real
Bring me back from memories
Oh, don't you want to see me in the moonlight?
Oh, don't you want to do me right?
Oh, don't you want to see me in the moonlight?
Oh, but you won't treat me nice
Get to the heart of it, get to the dark of it
Get to the heart of it, get to the dark of it
Get to the heart of it, get to the dark of it
Get to the heart of it, get to the dark of it
Make me burn, savior
Bring me back with fire in my lungs
Crave my heat, maker
Come and taste the falseness in my flesh
Oh, don't you want to see me in the moonlight?
Oh, don't you want to do me right?
Oh, don't you want to see me in the moonlight?
Oh, say you'll never treat me nice
Get to the heart of it, get to the dark of it
Get to the heart of it, get to the dark of it
Get to the heart of it, get to the dark of it
Get to the heart of it, get to the dark of it
Oh, thought you'd recognize me in the moonlight
Oh, thought you'd recognize my skin
Oh, thought you'd recognize me in the moonlight
Oh, but you'll never feel my
Skin
