Sick little bunny witcha head held low
Fishnet black from your head to your toes
She don't like the city and she don't like the beach
I get kinda funny when she calls me honey
When she's just outta reach
It breaks my heart
Everything gets better when I'm
Down in the dark with her
My goth girl
No pink no pop no spray on tans
The only things she loves is her book and her vans
She'll never let on that she f*cks like a tramp
I wanna hold your hand
My goth girl
Oh baby that's my goth girl
She's kinda scary and it kinda turns me on
I like when other people see her and run
But they don't know that she's secretly having fun
And if I'm good sometimes she lets me hold her gun
She's coming over here, I feel the shrinking in my chest
I'm outta breath at the chains around her neck and the
Jacket and all the rest and I'm starting to grow numb
All I can think about is chewing up her bubble gum
My goth girl
Oh baby that's my goth girl
She's my goth girl
Oh baby that's my goth girl