Gothic Girl

She was dressed in all black
On a gray and cloudy day
White make-up and black lipstick
She was gothic all the way
I was a rockat and I knew
She’d never go for me
I looked nothing like Robert Smith or Peter Murphy
Will she ever go for me
Gothic girl
She was so ultra thin- perversions running wild
The brain of an adult in the body of a child
She was so mysterious yet cool in her own right
Blue black hair skin so fair
An angel of the night
Will she ever go for me
Gothic girl
We could be together
On a gray and cloudy day
We don’t need to change
And who cares what our friends say
Gothic girl
We don’t need to change