Down down the gray wall To gaze upon the graves beyond the windows Mesmerizing, mesmerizing That wound that star got to get up had to see where you are That wound that star she keep her madness in that jar That wound that star got to get up had to see where you are That wound that star she keep her madness in that jar A burning girl on the hood of a car Mysterious blood on my guitar Mesmerizing, mesmerizing That wound that star got to get up had to see where you are That wound that star she keep her madness in that jar That wound that star got to get up had to see where you are That wound that star she keep her madness in that jar Mesmerizing like a wound or a star Mesmerizing like a wound or a star Yes it was Yes it was Like a wound or a star Yes you are Yes you are Ooh yes you are Like a wound or a star Mesmerizing like a wound or a star