"Satan's Shop"

tempt me gorgeous
devil's child
freckles gold
damn she's wild
sugared strawberry
wet stick hyde
soft pink, give me 
lips that shine
love your look
I'm your type
broke your silence
on a roof top night
hooked your look
flies like mine
so much beauty
in a wrecked cold mind
a walking Mona 
who fakes her life
girls like her
set the price
stepped inside
my 3rd eye blind
we darkly danced
through buried mines
right before
I blew sky high
just before 
you waved bye, bye

seems I lost too
what I like
all her wrong
it felt so right
risked it all
and that was fine
watched our work
screw up lives
we're that blue
in a flame so bright
it smolders hot, 
like a shell case shot
blacksmith work
pound that spot
the he said she said 
is ma'am 
in Satan's shop