Kiss Me Dead

Skin that glides like velvet, a touch that leaves scars. She makes you forget your name and remember her every move. This is no fairy tale. This is Kiss Me Dead.

Nice to meet you, where you been?

I’m the thrill beneath your skin

You say “You’re trouble,” I just laugh

Trouble’s fun when it’s cut in half

Pretty boy with empty vows

Kiss me quick, and take your bows

Lipstick red on broken lips

You swore forever—so what’s next?

Got a velvet cage and a sugar blade

You loved the chase, now feel the fade

You begged for fire, I brought the flame

We danced, but I changed your name

Was it love or just illusion?

A sweet, deluxe delusion

Call me madness, call me muse

You’ve never learned my name

So keep my kiss, forget my name

Say you loved me? Take a guess

I’m no saint, no regret

Welcome to Kiss Me Dead