DARLING, SWEET, DON’T YOU KNOW?
Why do you wear only black?
Nothing will bring
Why do you cry yourself to sleep?
Love is something beastly steep?
Why do you call your hurts your only home?
You made it an art form, a syndrome …
Why do you keep looking back?
Nothing can change you back!
Don’t scratch your ear with that paw!
Bleck your fangs darlin’, move your jaw.
I think wolfsbane is your only hope…
Or you’ll be your whole life a misanthrope