Downturned eyes
Like Jesus Christ
And my best friend

Shine all night
My screen light's
Brighter than Times Square

And I'm
Up like a spoilt kid
Smiling at nothing

I would like
To set you alight
With confusion

Are you so shy?
Do you cultivate
The illusion?

Well
Up in my mind's eye
Your cheeks are on fire

And I watch you
Read off the small screen
Blushing for nothing

And I'm just writing this to say
To tell you
You get it
Is someone getting this on camera?

And I'm just writing this to say
To say I
To tell you I
To tell you I

What's a name?
When you've got no shame
You forget it

I'll take the blame
It just slides right off
I just let it

I'm less of the hunted
More of the huntress

I'm less of the hunted
More of the huntress