F Am G
Like a moth she moves to the red light
F Am G
Her blood warms and boils there
F Am G
She skims the sweat like a new milk
F Am G
And pops the buttons off her wet blouse
Dm Am
Oh Queen of the Night
C
Well she is deep inside
G
She is haunting me
F Am G
She digs her nails into her naked chest
F Am G
Miles of veins fan out like a road map
F Am G
She pulls back the skin to show her ribs
F Am G
That twinkle like shooting stars