Lucy

The root of all evil
In a person with shiny eyes
And hair like a feather
Black leather and a charming smile
He'll touch you and burn you
And break you down to your core
Succumbing to evil
I thought I was something more

Oh, Lucy, please
Quit taunting me
Oh, Lucy, please
Quit taunting

His mind is a fortress
You can't fight your way inside
His body's a temple
Made up of brimstone and fire
You cannot resist him
When you look in his shiny eyes
The face of an angel
With the heart of something less nice

Oh, Lucy, please
Quit taunting me
Oh, Lucy, please

Succumbing to evil
I thought I could never be
I look in the mirror
And the darkness looks back at me
I can't help the feeling
That irks me, that I'm falling down
From Heaven through the earth
To hellfire to wear his crown

Oh, Lucy, please
Quit taunting me
Oh, Lucy, please
Quit taunting, quit taunting
Quit taunting, quit taunting
Quit taunting, quit taunting
Quit taunting me