She was a snake with blood as cold as a neck inside a noose And she offered me her heart like a piece of rotten fruit
But before I could decline both my hands began to shake And I was feeding like an addict with a needle in my veins
I should've run like a rebel heading for the hills Instead I swallowed the apple pips like poison pills I could hear the devil talk to me in tongues She said “honey we belong, like bullets in the barrel of a gun!”
She took me by the hips and it was trouble from the start But the poison on her lips was a serum to my heart So we hid away for days like two villains on the run, And we ate forbidden fruit 'til our consciences grew numb
I should've run like a rebel heading for the hills Instead I swallowed the apple pips like poison pills I could hear the devil talk to me in tongues She said “honey we belong, like bullets in the barrel of a gun!”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.