Over all, there's been The other Waiting in the dark Over all it's been Behind me All the time In the dark shades Of the bathroom Behind a mirror in the dark Hidden inside the fire burning In the yard Bolt-locked chains could not Keep you From the werewolf in my eyes In my bed I can't stand The heat It burns my skin And the sweat makes a mess Of my hair Tonight You can call it fever As long as you want to But I know where it comes from It's in my veins beating in my head And in my heart Thank you for the moon And I thank you For making it full My tears are sour And you won't run away You're making it full