| Hey! |
| In her heart there’s a hole
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| There’s a black mark on her soul
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| In her hands is my heart
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| And she won’t let go 'till it’s scarred
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| Ha! |
| Tried to breathe but I can’t
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| 'Cause the air she feeds me is damned
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| Got a touch like a thorn
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| 'Cause the girl she’s hiding horns
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| She got blood cold as ice
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| And a heart made of stone
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| But she keeps me alive
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| She’s the beast in my bones
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| She gets everything she wants
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| When she gets me alone
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| Like it’s nothin'
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| She got two little horns
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| And they get me a little bit
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| She’s the fire in the sin
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| And I burn breathin' her in
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| Now is love suicide?
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| And I sell my soul for the high
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| Truth be told I don’t mind
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| 'Cause her hell’s my paradise
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| She can crush every hope
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| Got her heels stompin' down my throat
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| She got blood cold as ice
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| And a heart made of stone
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| But she keeps me alive
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| She’s the beast in my bones
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| She gets everything she wants
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| When she gets me alone
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| Like it’s nothin'
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| She got two little horns
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| And they get me a little bit
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| She got horns like a devil
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| Pointed at me and there’s nowhere to run
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| From the fire she breathes
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| She got horns like a devil
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| Pointed at me and there’s nowhere to run
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| From the fire she breathes
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| She got horns like a devil
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| Pointed at me and there’s nowhere to run
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| From the fire she breathes
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| Horns like a devil
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| Pointed at me
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| She got two little horns
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| And they get me a little bit
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| She got two little horns
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| And they get me a little bit |