She comes to me, my tragic vamp
She brings to me her magic lamp
Always on the outside
Always looking in
She fought for us, my precious tramp
She dreams of us, our crystal Belle
Always on the outside
Always looking in
Always burning brightly
Never dancing dim
High inside of our mystic thicket
Running like little children against time against night
Dodging Scarlet's father
We laugh as we fight
Always on the outside
Always burning bright
Tears yet wet upon a mauve flower grows
And knows that we'd be bitten
She comes to me, my tragic vamp
She brings to me her magic lamp
Always on the outside
Always looking in
Always burning brightly
Never dancing dim