#ok so 'werewolves' are (past) partners who have made something monstrous out of love and thus lose control and become aggressive

[monomorphilogical]

Not another lone wolf

when my body's see-through in the light of the moon

I'm trying to hide away in every corner of my room

all those mean men were only the wolf to a man

their teeth in my arm when I gave them my hand

devoted to acting crazy in the middle of a lonely night

voice above me said they're all in love with the fight

my soul's not the believer but I've seen the signs

and my mama has told me it's all in their eyes

(burning in the dark like some torch song

glowing some shade of horribly wrong)

so I'm only trying to keep you from the door

I learned sharp teeth are the edge to fear for

that mouth full of knives will bite right through me

cut out my heart and set the damned thing free

cupid-bowed and stain-cheeked it'll go to my head

it'll bleed out of me until my clothes show red

I need time but I'm so bad with the waiting

I’m standing in your doorway forever hesitating

and there's howling coming through the white noise

but what's echoing back to me is my own voice

when at night I cry wolf when you've gone away

ask me any question and I'll don't know what to say

but there comes a day I'll cut out loose

and sleep next to you through this night's blues

‘cause your body hasn't worn the sheep's skin

moon high and you're the same you've always been

I guess the sudden bark is worse than your bite

you were never a wolf to man but you're such a sight