The Devil Wears Prada

It must have been something I said

I made you wanna rip off my head

I was thinking now was the time

To let you know you?re fucking out of your mind

So go and feel how you wanna feel

Can?t control you, I told you

Those voices are all in your head

It?s getting bad, let?s just keep it real

It?s just making me hate you

Those voices are all in your head.

So now I think I?m actually dead

Handful of roses and she?s wearing all red

She?s not the same, she?s someone in disguise

It?s like a nightmare so I open my eyes.

So go and feel how you wanna feel

Can?t control you, I told you

Those voices are all in your head

It?s getting bad, let?s just keep it real

It?s just making me hate you

Those voices are all in your head.

Ever since I hit it, that?s when she started sinning

She?s like the devil with a cape looking for a victim

She?s got a compelling disguise, getting Glen Close

Fatal Attraction with my mind, I?m feeling dead, yo

Sex but the love is blind, she rests for them other kind

Respect for them other guys, fuck her with no rubber on

Yeah, I got the devil on my shoulder

The other has an angel and he?s telling me to slow up

Then she blows up, this is one of those