Open Letter to the Damned

You think you're playing your cards right You can't believe you've grown so tight She's so hard to please Even down on your knees You can beg, baby, please But it'll just make a scene You can give her your time But she'll turn on a dime What's your story? Here's mine She's got a social disease She said she liked my fucked up hair She liked my cold, come hither stare She loved that I was dumb She loved my rough first note She told me she'd always be there Open your eyes and avoid the surprise Before she fucks with your head And a part of you dies, oh no You'll be feeling my pain And I'll tell you again And again, and again, and again You better run while you can 'Cause that woman's made a fool of me For the last time, I'm no fool That devil's kept me up all night For the last time, Hallelujah And now I look into her eyes Ice cold and blue as autumn skies I feel so much regret For what's not happened yet In fact step back because she's mine Open your eyes and avoid the surprise Before she fucks with your head And a part of you dies, oh no You'll be feeling my pain And I'll tell you again And again and again and again You better run while you can 'Cause that woman's made a fool of me For the last time, I'm no fool That devil's kept me up all night For the last time, Hallelujah 'Cause that woman's made a fool of me For the last time, I'm no fool That devil's kept me up all night For the last time, Hallelujah