• Little bit washed up over the lover
    I never really seen her 'cept under the covers
    Burning like a charcoal black lipstick
    Run off the schedule stick to the flick
    Meanwhile we're movin' out of the way
    Tell me Lover, Did the dead come to play?

    I'll make my move now, I'm Romancer
    Hold Me Closer, Necromancer
    I'm not that much of a Dancer
    I am more of a Social Cancer

    Little bit moved by the bass and the treble
    You say it's loud but to me the music is leveled
    It's alright, we're just having fun
    Go on ahead but let's stick to our guns
    Move quick out of the near sight
    Dead girl rising out near the sunlight

    I'll make my move now, I'm Romancer
    Hold Me Closer, Necromancer
    I'm not that much of a Dancer
    I am more of a Social Cancer

    Hold Me Closer, Necromancer
    We were lovers, Was My Answer
    Take me Further, Ms. Romancer
    Show me to be you Dancer

    Hold Me Closer....
    Hold Me Closer....
    Hold Me Closer....

    Hold Me Closer, Necromancer!
    I'm Your Man, Ms. Romancer!
    I'm Fake Unholy Cancer
    You want Love? Here's your answer!
    Necromancer, be my Romancer!