Scheming Star

Love, what metal are you made of? You must be from some scheming star Love, your wicked and heavenly You set me free Then you lock the door I can't go back and I can't go forward You got me wrapped around your finger Tie a a rope around me Ready, aim, and pull the trigger Love, you push me and say I've fallen It's your fault really If I'm a fool This train don't stop and it don't go nowhere You got me wrapped around your finger You wrote the song and you made me the singer {Instrumental} Love, tell me what metal are you made of? Well you must be from some scheming star