I’m just like rolling a stone up a hill in Hades
If you want to lie with me, you’re gonna be a liar
Hell-flavored, I’ve got mood poisoning
It must be something that I hate
I’m just a prison of property
Buckets full of better misery
There’s not a word for what I wanna do to you
There’s not a word for what I wanna do to you
There’s not a word for what I wanna do to you
There’s not a word for what I wanna do to you
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
Murdercute happyrape
Murdercute happy, happy, happyrape, killer
Murdercute happyrape
Murdercute happy, happy, happyrape, killer
Watch out, your face, sperm as cold as ice
Bouquet of knives, killer
Watch out, your face, sperm as cold as ice
Bouquet of knives, killer
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two, three
If you get in bed, someone will fall in love
You and me and the Devil makes three
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
(Pants can always come off, pants can always come off)
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
You and me and the Devil makes three, you and me
If you get in bed, someone will fall in love
You and me and the Devil makes three