Scheming Star

Love, what metal are you made of?

You must be from some scheming star

Oh love, you're wicked and heavenly..

You set me free

Then you lock the door

I can't go back

and I can't go forward..

You got me wrapped around your finger

Tie a rope around me

Ready, aim, and pull the trigger

Love, you push me and say I've fallen..

It's your fault really

If I'm a fool

This train don't stop and it don't go nowhere..

You got me wrapped around your finger..

You wrote the song and you made me the singer..

Oh love, tell me what metal are you made of?

Well you must be from some scheming star..