Bats in Pink Silk

She steps, I wear the neon blades

Pink silk gliding through the midnight streams

Black lace whispering against the night

Every shadow bows when she catches the light

She wears a name like a sharpened smile

Turns the fear into something wild

With every glance, the dark comes near

But she laughs and it disappears

She owns the haunted streets tonight

Pink, silk, black lace, way too bright

Smiling at every ghost she meets

A stylish spark on the haunted streets

She owns the haunted streets tonight, head held high enough

City lights, if the dark one's her place to keep

She leaves a glitter in the deep

Moths in the lamplight trace her line

Velvet confidence, a stolen sign

She moves like a rumour

Smooth and slow as she goes

The broken windows close

No fear in a lipstick bed

No chain around her heart or head

She steps too small, she steps too spark

Making a runway out of the dark

She owns the haunted streets tonight

Pink silk black lace, razor bright

Smiling at every ghost she meets

A stylish park on the haunted streets

She wants the haunted streets, don't mind

Head held high in the city lights

If the dark wants a place to keep

She leaves her glitter in the deep

Talk to me soft and nice as low

She just smiles like I already know

Every shadow tries to steal her name

She turns it into perfume and flame

She owns the hottest dreams tonight

Pink silk white lace, razor bright

Smelling at every cost

She meets a stylish spark on the haunted streets

She owns the homeless streets tonight

And no means in to see

The girl in pink silk, black lipstick

Smiling at every shadow as she walks the street