Bad, I've been bad
Days incinerate like sage
While I'm coughing up an empty page
Back, bite the feedback on the microphone
I'm a one stop shop, baby
I name the price you buy
But if it dies you'll come back to haunt me
Black hole poltergeist
Oh, you're raising the hairs on my arms, baby
Scare me into running away from the one thing
Saving me
Can't you see
A fallen star
Lying in the waste of the has-been bazaar
Somewhere halfway through her villain's arc
Her portrait framed in the good old fashioned local bar
But I'm a one stop shop, baby
I name the price you buy
And if it dies you'll come back to haunt me
Black hole poltergeist
Oh, you're raising the hairs on my arms, baby
Lately, I keep running away from the one thing
Saving me
Can't you see
