"Speak Of The Devil" lyrics

I'm bigger than my britches
Too good to be your Mrs
Fuck with my self esteem
I'll be the last woman you're kissing
Some would say its careless
I'd call it self-awareness
And if you're not awake
I'll tell you baby I'm the fairest

Mister mister up against my wall
You're thinking what you're doings gonna make me fall
Missing missing every crimson cloth
I'm just another hole to fill with all your thoughts

Saw you coming from a mile away
With those big doe eyes
And a grin on your face
Not a clue what was coming your way
I didn't have the heart
To say I ain't for the faint

So mister mister who's about to fall
You dare to speak the devil she might answer your call
She might answer your call

My silver tongue is flavored
The kind you wanna savor
If it's not up to your taste
I'm sorry for my bad behavior
I'm frantic, I'm manic
I'd swim the damn Atlantic
When I'm feeling romantic
God, you'll know

You tried it won't buy it
I let you come inside it
But now I'm feeling slighted
Time to go

So mister mister up against my wall
Hate to break it to you but it's all your fault
Listen listen this is what you want
Submissive little princess always come with a cost

Saw you coming from a mile away
With those big doe eyes
And a grin on your face
Not a clue what was coming your way
I didn't have the heart
To say I ain't for the faint

So mister mister who's about to fall
You dare to speak the devil she might answer your call
She might answer your...

Who...
Do I look like to you
Who...
Do I look like to you

Saw you coming from a mile away
With those big doe eyes
And a grin on your face
Not a clue what was coming your way
I didn't have the heart
To say I ain't for the faint

So mister mister who's about to fall
You dare to speak the devil she might answer your call

She might answer your call
She might answer your...