A cold October night
Spent in your dorm room like the spider's web
Before we were even friends
O! I wish I never ended up there
Chasing a set of black hair
That didn't love me back
But she stayed a stranger
And you were the one I ended up tangled up in
You taste just like sin
Where a liar's tongue meets salt-touched lips
Come on sink your fangs in
I do this to myself. I always pick the ones with thorns
And then I wonder why I'm bleeding in the morning