The Devil In Denim

She walked in like a loaded gun,

Smoke on her lips, eyes locked on someone.

Leather smile, chain-link charm,

Trouble wrapped around a tattooed arm.

Whiskey voice, and a heart-shaped lie-

One touch and I was baptized.

She said, "Boy, you're playing with fire,"

But I was already down to the wire...

She's the devil in denim,

Hell in high heels,

Red-lipped venom

With a thing for the thrill.

She don't pray, she don't beg,

She'll kiss your mouth and break your leg.

Yeah, I knew I should've run,

But damn, I came undone-

For the devil in denim.

She danced like a blade in a hurricane,

Tore through the room like a runaway train.

Left a trail of broken halos behind,

But I still thought I'd be the one she'd find.

She loved me like a loaded sin-

I never stood a chance with her pullin' me in.

She whispered, "Pain's just part of the ride,"

And I swear, I never felt more alive.

She's the devil in denim,

Hell in high heels,

Red-lipped venom

With a thing for the thrill.

She don't pray, she don't beg,

She'll kiss your mouth and break your leg.

Yeah, I knew I should've run,

But damn, I came undone-

For the devil in denim.

Now I've got scars where her hands used to be,

A soul sold cheap for a midnight dream.

She's long gone, just smoke in the breeze-

But I still feel her burnin' in me.

Yeah, she's the devil in denim,

A curse I can't shake,

Tore down my heaven

For destruction's sake.

She don't cry, she don't call,

She builds you up just to watch you fall.

I should've run, but I succumbed-

To the devil in denim.