Terrible! How Terrible for the Great City!

am I a monster when I sink my teeth into her

when I don't love her

no, I don't love you

forgive me darling, but love has nothing to do with this

it has nothing to do with how I can't stop

until I get what I want from you

this is what real men keep quiet

it doesn't exist if you can hide it behind your teeth

and sleep at night next to your wife

who you love too much to tell her

you don't love her at all

I just feel as empty as the lungs

of those waiting in the womb

do you feel as empty as the lungs of those waiting

to come into this world

where being beautiful means being used

how long will we blame the devils on our shoulders

and pose like angels on the outside

when all I am is a monster