Mint smoke rising — I take the stage,

Neon heart locked in its cage.

“Hey, dollface! You light up my scene,”

You’re painting all my chaos green.

I see your name in static dreams,

Your laugh cuts through the radio beams.

My world’s a mess, but when you smile —

It feels like heaven for a while.

Yeah, I’m full of poison,

Still I keep it flowin’,

Sugar-coating pain like it’s my motto.

Your green tears, they shine like glass,

Sweet and toxic, fade so fast —

Baby, I still follow.

I’m your sinner, honey,

Your twisted sugar bunny,

But I swear, you make me feel alive.

We’re both broken, two of us,

Freaks of glitter, dust, and trust,

Loud and aching — that’s our vibe!

Even losers burn in style —

Green Angel Fan, my smile.

You watch my show through neon haze,

Lipstick lies and smoky praise.

But when you whisper, “I see through,”

For once, I think I might be true.

If they call me filth or sin,

You still let my colors in.

And if heaven slams the door tonight,

I’ll paint it green for our delight.

I’m your sinner, honey,

Still a mess, still funny,

But you’re the one that gets my soul.

We’re both losers, wild and lush,

Poison hearts that bleed in blush —

That’s the proof we’re whole.

Neon rain on my cigarette,

Green reflections — no regret.

Kawaii girl, my sweetest curse,

You make hell feel universe.

We shine in green — forever fan.

Showtime’s over… but damn!