She's an advocate of total destruction 
She'll spit in your face 
Like a suicidal plague of seduction 
She puts you in your place 
She's like a serial killer holding onto grace 
It's just her mild dysfunction and her pretty face 
She won't be satisfied until your heart is in her hands 
She has a kiss of death and a keen fashion sense 
She's a paradox of epic proportion 
She's the girl you hate 
But her eyes force total seduction 
She puts you in your place 
She's like a serial killer holding onto grace 
It's just her mild dysfunction and her pretty face 
She won't be satisfied until your heart is in her hands 
She has a kiss of death and a keen fashion sense 
Now twitch a little, twist a little bit 
Tingle slowly on the 
Devil's bed [x3] 
She won't be satisfied until your heart is in her hands 
She has a kiss of death and a keen fashion sense [x2]