The devil speaks spanish I met her in Denver She had a pixie cut and a Hepburn strut She said good was love, happiness and never saying sorry Evil was screwing strangers After cocktail parties So here we are at the top of a parking garage We were eating burger king then she asked for a massage I pulled her shirt up Admired the olive skin then I gently scratched Her back then ran my finger over her bra strap She laughed, patted me on the cheek and said thanks for the rub She spreaded her wings, gave me a wink and said demons dont love She stepped to the edge and did a swan dive from 6 stories high She was just a falling angel didnt want to fly Her wings arent broken and the sky isnt falling I keep my phone on silent But still look for the light in hopes thats shes calling I hope that shes calling Where you going madam of the dark damned past Where you going madam how long is this gonna last 2 years later and Im buckled in a airplane Unshaven heartbroken but the stare is the same Wishing I could tear out my brain Cause thats where the drug is Somewhere in between, my memory and my luggage Im standing in the middle of san fran Without a damn plan wishing I had a fucken gun in my hand I aint got no pulse I left my heard in north Denver On the side of Federal on top of a note I never sent her But here I am, looking for love on Haight Street But all I see are drugs, questions and answers with maybes Then all of a sudden, my periods turned to commas And my, paragraphs filled with pauses My questions marks turned to exclamations points Cause around the corner came my parking garage goddess Her hair was a little longer But she still had those same big beautiful eyes She gave me a smile and I felt my 2 year misery die Then it all came back when she spread those 2 wings that I despised I told her that I loved her Why? was the only question she could ask I put my hand on her cheek kissed her like Scarlet OHara Then watched her wings turn to ash Her horns turned into a halo of smoke Her forked tongue, turned to a spoon I blinked once I found myself, back in Denver Standing next to her in my living room I tried to shake off the confusion I rubbed my eyes, but as they focused she disappeared I stumbled to my bathroom And saw her reflection was me, standing in the mirror All I saw was the devil, standing in the mirror Her reflection was me standing in the mirror All I saw was the devil, standing in the mirror Whered you go madam of the dark damned past Who am I madam how longs this gonna last
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