Dancing with the Devil in Pale Moonlight by Hester Prynne Lyrics

I need a makeshift lover like a bullet in the head
Thanks to them I've grown despondent

Something about the way, something about the way you say that love can't save, sounds like the whisper of a snake
Wait for the right time to strike, then spit your venom

I've become a man devoid of trust in anyone who wasn't bound by blood, for water only proves thicker in our tears

I have never known a dream to transcend reality without a reason to retreat
There's something about the way you say I will never see the day When love becomes my only saving grace

Beneath the moonlight, you seem so lovely
Oh how our eyes deceive, now don't they?

I have never known a dream to transcend reality without a reason to retreat
Something about the way you say, nothing can overcome this pain sounds like the devils poisoned reckoning

Spit venom

Every wounded lover has the feeling they'll never heal
Every ruined romance leaves the stain of regret
On to the next foolish victim waiting in line to sign away their life
On to the next foolish victim

Take the lead, a foot on the floor, one in the grave
Can't you see we're destined to deserve this?
Follow me, a foot on the floor, one in the grave
Can't you see we're dancing with the devil?