The Demon Of White Sadness

I don’t know what I feel inside The Demon sighs in the dashboard lights He lights a cigarette with his fingernail As he circling our block Now I don’t quite understand about love The Demon snacks on a pickled dove He parks his Nova about behind your truck And comes in without a knock Chorus: Bleeding out of small cuts in my skin White sadness, the Demon, the demon Hurt to hurt from hurt comes the new pain White sadness, the Demon, my demon Now I don’t feel like I wanna feel The Demon waits as we finish our meal He glares at photos of us on the fridge And then he glares at us for real I often dream about going back The Demon’s eyes go from clear to skunk black He gropes your bre*sts with necessary attack As you s*ck his lips of fire Chorus 2x Fallin’ out of favor was my favorite thing ‘Til I took the pill that made you real