Just as cold as she is created
Familiar with the touch a guilty hand
You could say she never lets a relationship linger
But could not say she's one to miss you much.
If to total all the ones she's seduced in a hit
The empty barrel only missed 2 out of 10
But it is not beacause of her poor aim.
She travels in the darkest ways, from pockets to hands
Switched and loaded, like a prostitute she serves
Giving all her victims the pleasure before the fall
Feeling her merciful trigger underneath their fingers.
Black gloves hold her waist possessively,
Swinging her around, her seductive dance
The hook of her body around his vulnerable finger
Theres no way any of them could ever have resisted