Pure Love She (Makes The Devil Run Through Me)
She walks her feet through tired streets
Be careful not to break the glass
She's a twenty-fucking-something, just hungry for loving
She is fresh trash, more than pure class
So stop me before I hurt myself
I am a picture of perfect health
And even though I hate being alone
I still wouldn't take you home
She speaks only lies, through straining eyes
Is careful not t ruin her charm
She makes the devil run through me, she has the cruelest of beauty
She is the needle, not the vein in your arm
So stop me before I hurt myself
I am a picture of perfect health
And even though I hate being alone
I still wouldn't take you home
