The Bled - John Wayne Newton lyrics

Shine on spotlight cadaver. What have you become? Come get your glamour fix. Pushed into vein. Shine on sweet medicated kisses. I wont watch you die. Your surrogate funeral eyes like blackened pillows. Your victim's mask is slipping away. Malfunction slow collapse. One more fix to get you through. A soft syringe to lick your wounds. When you look into the mirror Are you afraid of what you see Through yellow caution tape. Will you come to me for love? I will not bleed for you this time.