I saw the face of an angel
On a three day bender
Reached in my pocket I've got a lot
Of extremely legal tender
I asked the keeper
If she could come out
She could come out and play
He said you must be joking
What you're asking's way too much
I need a token of your trust
I laid my cards out
Said pick your favourite
Diamonds always beat out hearts
This trade will make you mine
I'll make you cry a little bit
I'll make you shine
And burn out
We'll take you down
We'll take you down
Just look around
To the brightest perfume pits around
Pick something out
Pick something out
We've got all your favourite scents
Locked underground
Pick something out
Choose something now
We've got all your favourite scents
Locked underground
This trade will make you mine
I'll make you cry a little more
I'll make you shine
And burn out
Running through your life
Stirring up the pain
Cutting through your love
Like a summer rain
I can't stop thinking about you
I have to leave
Two is a crowd a crowd on my mind
It's slowing me down dragging you around
Playing all the games
Using up your days
Notches on the gun
I put another one away
I'm starting to like you
I have to leave
I made you mine
I made you cry a little bit
I chained your mind
And burn out