vamp.

hes the one with the cigarette behind his ear,

lighting schools on fire,

and running away with monsters behind him,

the horns sticking form his head,

they make me crazy,

i pour my blood out on the street,

waiting for him to drink it,

i never hide my neck,

hoping someday he'll bite it,

i do what i can for him to see me,

but im just a poster,

and i dont exist,

his eyes are flames,

and the way they flicker,

like that of a lighter,

and his gasoline breath,

the vampire everyone fears,

but the prince of my dreams,

the way he blows smoke hearts,

but he drove me off the edge,

and now that i left everything but him behind,

hes all i really have,

and all i really want,

i'll run across the world,

over mountains and seas,

just to see him smoke,

just for him to see me,

but he won't,

and its all just a shame,

a waste of my time,

and he'll still never love me the way i worship him