The Devil Dresses Like a Woman

This man was once a charming guy Amorous, Innocent, and kind But a wrong decision made his heart turn to ashes A bad choice made his soul dark A strange and precious being Stole his love, stole his joy Broke his hope and broke his heart No more poems, no more flowers No more letters, no more infatuation No more love declarations He's tired, beaten, broken and poisoned Waiting for the fine lady with pale skin and black coat To take him away and stop his suffering Listen closely, child A heart is a very precious thing You can make it strong, but don't exceed 'Cause every stone can be broken 'Cause every flower can wither God made her from Adam's rib So delicate, So pure, So beautiful So mysterious, but also so dangerous Watch out son 'cause the devil dresses like a woman The Devil, The Devil dresses like a woman So, watch your heart, 'cause the Devil dresses like a woman