I sold my soul to the devil,
_{[to ease the hurt I hide]}
I hid within the shadows,
without a care inside.

Now they never see
my fake smile,
and they think that I'm so sweet,
as their hearts I do defile.

And if it hadn't been for him
I'm sure I'd be so sweet,
like those girl's with cute frills
that weep at men's feet.

I no longer bow down,
but force them to

collapse,

with a smile and an eyelash flutter, I make their heart relapse.