Lurch

I dont know your name from my window
Do you lust for fame or forgiveness?
Well Ill give you everything you want
Well Ill give you everything you need
You wont be perfect so best to freeze you in this state go on home you shouldnt be walking around on this day
Now youve stuffed your throat
Youve walked on your burial ground
Oh youll draw the crowd
With honey porcelain skin and crystal baby blues
Your picture in my pocket Im obsessed with you
Oh sweety theres no sense in crying when youre above them all
Barricade the door you can hold my hand for comfort when you fall
You wear your skin so fresh
Your smell intoxicates
Little starlet