Arctic Monkeys You're So Dark

You got your H.P. Lovecraft
Your Edgar Allan Poe
You got your unkind of ravens
And your murder of crows

Catty eyelashes and your Dracula cape
Been flashing triple A passes at the cemetery gates
Cause you’re so dark, babe
But I want you hard

You’re so dark, baby
You’re so dark
You’re so dark
You’re so dark

And you’re so mysterious
Got that obsession with death
I saw you driving your Prius
And even that was Munster Koach-esque

You watch Italian horror and you listen to the scores
Leather-clad and spiked collar
I want you down on all fours
Cause you’re so dark, babe
But I want you hard

You’re so dark, baby

I know you’re nothing like mine
Cos she’s walking on sunshine
And your love would tear us apart
And I know I’m not your type
Cos I don’t shun the daylight
But baby I’m willing to start

You’re so dark

Got your H.P. Lovecraft
Your Edgar Allan Poe
Got your unkind of ravens
Got your murder of crows

You’re so dark, babe
But I want you hard
You’re so dark, baby
But I want you hard
You’re so dark, oh
But I want you hard
You’re so dark, baby