Ain't nothin' but a tease

He's in on fate

(Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha)

Move inside my daydream

Like fingers in a glove

Twistin' round and round and round

Round and round and round with love

The meeker sleeker circle girls

Dressed in docile white

Spinning on a hill they follow the Dracula Kite...

The first idea flew thin and uninvited from the sky

I reached out my hands

And held the knife of ice

Very thin red water

Flowed underneath my skin

I turned their eyes blue children

Perfect murder

Wait until the darkest, coldest summer nights

That's when it starts

But if you blink you'll miss the fun

You'll lose their pretty hearts

Pretty hearts

Pretty hearts

Pretty hearts

Pretty, pretty, pretty

Hearts

Hearts

(Perfect)

Aye (Aye, aye, aye)

Ow! (ow, ow, ow, ow)