She's all frail and gone, gone is the mood.
She's all frail  gone, gone is the mood.
without further notice and touch,
Done and dull, gone for good.

I met a new girl, waiting to be loved.
I met a bad, bad, bad girl, waiting to be loved.
She's the new girl in the neighborhood.
And I want a some new blood.

I was horribly trapped, caught in my own deeds,
trapped with my own, back-stabbed,  caught in my own deeds.
Burdened with this new love,
with this bad, bad girl, in my dreams.