Death let me in

I get up and I can’t think so I am hoping the coffee will do something
 if I have tossed and turned all night with a dream of two lovers
It may seem I am that kind of queen 
But no one can play me better than you in real life
I am singing our song thundering down
While the dull chicks are just walking away
I often wondered If we were just ghosts making out
So we do it and then death let me do it over and over so great
Death let me in and I am making this love even better
Who would know we are just two lesbian lovers having fun