Sluts for Satan Lyrics

Do you suppose you'd know the face of your killer

If you looked her dead in the eyes? Would you see

That same cold empty that chills you at night?

Lying in wait like a praying mantis with its eyes on a horsefly

Who knew you were the bitch in heat?

We're not lonely; just hungry.

I won't fall into your arms tonight, but for your legs...

I might make an exception.

I saw the devil I despise and

I told the devil sweet lies and

I looked the devil in the eyes when

I grabbed the devil by the thighs and

I heard the devil fake a sigh and

I handed the devil my demise when

I said, "Honey I'm not a sexist or a chauvinist,

I just wanna get you naked and kiss

So show me your tenderest flesh

And I'll show you something better than bliss

Like this..."

The devil is a woman

But she is more of a man than I

A sea of strangers' hands

Carries me to the Promised Land.

Baptized by desire and vice

Longing to capsize and be buried in bodies

Hall and Oats' "Man Eater" warned us about the sharks in the water

but no one ever told us about the ones that kept sharks in their garters

1000 fake phone numbers

Casual brush offs

Found love letters

From youthful love affairs,

Being caught red handed with skin in hand and sheets on the bed

Tom cruise had it all wrong. She'll always have you at "goodbye."

But a handful of sweat and memory is better than learning to resent a lover

Like the ongoing delusions of adding metaphor to color

Blue is for secrets

Blue is for heartache

Blue is for the moon

Blue is for unfulfilled lust.

"Everyone has his or her own methods

Of trying to escape their own private unhappiness

And each one of us

To that end, coaxes some ingenious method from the circumstances.

Blessed is he who contents himself with whorehouses."

...But she'll always be more of a man than I...

This is the way the world ends

This is the way the world ends

Not with a whimper, but with a gangbang.