the devil

believe it or not

(believe it or not)

was born in february

(foggy windows with ghostly handprints over baby's cradle

the smoke stole him a w a y)

but he was killed in august because

his eyes can only be described

as summer's heated lover

(love kills us all.)

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the devil

believe it or not

carries a pack of cigarettes

in his back pocket

those after-sex cigarettes

they give me fever

on my bitten-abused tongue

but believe it or not

(believe it or not)

in between the kisses on his linen-lined chest

i've never felt his heartbeat fly between

my sex-swollen lips

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and the devil

i sold him my s o u l for a quarter

a quarter

i swallowed it, sin was in my mouth

(it l i v e s in me)

believe it or not,

you just can't say no to summer.