"Trouble Maker" lyrics

Trouble maker

Red cape, red horns and a pitch fork
You're talkin' slick in my ear
(You're always in my ear)
You got me burnin' up my morals like a blowtorch
The consequence is severe
(So let me make it clear)

I'm sick of your shit
Flickin' your tongue, while you deceive and corrupt
I swear it's
Makin' me sick
Burnin' all that I love until it's nothin' but black in my lungs

Red tail, black hair, oh, you're hot stuff
You're really pullin' the strings
(Always controllin' me)
Sellin' my soul for some liquor and gold
Pour me another drink
(You got me slurrin' my speech)

Hard to keep your cool
When you're goin' through hell
Hard to keep your cool
When you're goin' through hell

I'm sick of your shit
Flickin' your tongue, while you deceive and corrupt
I swear it's
Makin' me sick
Burnin' all that I love until it's nothin' but black
Until it's nothin' but ash
Until it's nothin' but black in my lungs
Big Sweetie, yeah