She’s a razor smile kinda gal.
She serves up suicide as the daily special.
She’ll wink at ya, give you that devilish smirk, then sashay away with a tease and a turn.
She’s hell bent on bleeding this town dry, to devour every heart foolish enough to trust her lying eyes.
She couldn’t care less if you begged her on your knees, she only wants to see you bleed.
She’s gonna swallow you whole, spit out your bones and make a new charm bracelet.
You think she gives a damn that you’ve got a wife and kids?
Ya shoulda thought of them before you fell in deep with her.
Shoulda,
Woulda,
Coulda,
But ya didn’t.
She’s running circles around this town, at every turn she’s gutting another liar.
Another cheater.
Another man who’s made his last mistake.
Can you guess what she is?