She runs her hands through her hair
Trapped in the mirror
Locked in a vacant stare
Oh, how I hate her
Flashback: we're in a dream
My childhood's haunting me
I met the devil in a small town
Ever since then he's just hung around
Now I've got demons
C'mon, let me make you a deal
I promise not to tell
Oh, you can have everything
If you just let me drag you to hell
