I'm a hell of a woman
A lot closer to the devil than Heaven
Burning bridges as I cross them
Winged like a angel but more 666 than 7
At least that's what my parents say...
I can't catch a break
So I'll catch you in the act of lying to my face
I'm wrong even if I'm right
......
you grew up with stories
wine that tasted like iron
and bread from the bone
your romanization of cannibalism should be no shock
you could not only excuse it but worship it
love and hurt are both four letters
and they taught you to count not read
holy and pain look close enough blurred
so punch me with your lips
......
you grew up with stories
wine that tasted like iron
and bread from the bone
your romanization of cannibalism should be no shock
you could not only excuse it but worship it
love and hurt are both four letters
and they taught you to count not read
holy and pain look close enough blurred
so punch me with your lips
......
I'm a hell of a woman
A lot closer to the devil than Heaven
Burning bridges as I cross them
Winged like a angel but more 666 than 7
At least that's what my parents say...
I can't catch a break
So I'll catch you in the act of lying to my face
I'm wrong even if I'm right
......