The Skelle-monkeys dance around and sing us lullabies with their empty eyes. The tiki torches of my heart protect you from the dark and the loneliness. Cause I love you, wanna hurt you. What do you care, look at you flair, how would I dare, what would you really die for? Cause I love you, wanna hurt you. The dark night interrupted by volcano reddish lights while I smell your hair. A spark of lava burns your hair and I just find it rare cause you need my care. Cause I love you, wanna hurt you. What do you care, look at you flair, how would I dare, what would you really die for? Tick tick tick tiki torches