Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sean McCarthy
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Manuel Metzger
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I think I met the devil at the bar last night think we made out in my car last night
I think she tried too steal my heart last night got me dropping all my guards last night
I think I met the devil on hinge last week think I even let her smoke my weed
I think I met the devil in between my sheets even let her tell her jokes to me
I just seen the devil in a dress covered in black
Six-inch heels whole chest covered in tats
Dark red lips she got the lace cut in the back
Dark brown hair she got the eyes with it to match
I just seen the devil in a dress covered in black
Six-inch heels whole chest covered in tats
Dark red lips she got the lace cut in the back
Dark brown hair she got the eyes with it to match
She just wanna take my soul baby how your love so cold
Yea your heart too small like the Grinch got cloned still you tryna hit my phone
Spamming my texts with the sticks and the stones girl you'll have to break my bones
You had me obsessed til' the truth got known but now the real story unfolds
I think I met the devil at the bar last night think we made out in my car last night
I think she tried too steal my heart last night got me dropping all my guards last night
I think I met the devil on hinge last week think I even let her smoke my weed
I think I met the devil in between my sheets even let her tell her jokes to me
I just seen the devil in a dress covered in black
Six-inch heels whole chest covered in tats
Dark red lips she got the lace cut in the back
Dark brown hair she got the eyes with it to match
I just seen the devil in a dress covered in black
Six-inch heels whole chest covered in tats
Dark red lips she got the lace cut in the back
Dark brown hair she got the eyes with it to match
Written by: Sean McCarthy
