Long purple hair, your electric stare,
are you aware that you’re so dangerous?
A femme fatale, flower on the wall,
calling on the nightshades to bloom.
Don’t sell me out with a lie, you know that I’m not your type…
The night has many shades and you are every one of them.
Don’t play with me, I’m not the one you want.
And as your sweetness fades, so does all my sympathy,
Sometimes I drink your poison anyway.
Some clarity washes over me,
now that I see your spell won’t be undone.
A black widow over my window,
waiting for the moment to bite.
Don’t seal our fate with a sigh, each time could be goodbye.
Don’t sell me out with a lie, you know that I’m not your type…
The night has many shades and you are every one of them.
Don’t play with me, I’m not the one you want.
And as your sweetness fades, so does all my sympathy,
Sometimes I drink your poison anyway.
Everytime I walk away, Belladonna’s in the shade,
Saying, “Hey, just drink the poison.”
On the line I can’t be swayed, didn’t want to test my fate,
Last day, just drink the poison.