She (Makes The Devil Run Through Me) - Pure Love

She walks her feet through tired streets

Be careful not to break the glass

She’s a twenty-fucking-something, just hungry for loving

She is fresh trash, more than pure class

So stop me before I hurt myself

I am a picture of perfect health

And even though I hate being alone

I still wouldn’t take you home

She speaks only lies, through straining eyes

Is careful not t ruin her charm

She makes the devil run through me, she has the cruelest of beauty

She is the needle, not the vein in your arm

So stop me before I hurt myself

I am a picture of perfect health

And even though I hate being alone

I still wouldn’t take you home