The devil I know

How did it come to be
That the spawn of the devil could easily entice me
Heart as cold as her temperature seeking the warm light of the good
Spewing words as burning as brimstone
How could I fall for your lies over and over
You burnt me for the last time now I can't feel the life of each day
The love I hold for you equals the hate
To that special place in hell is where your seat is reserved
Atleast now you don't have to complain about the cold anymore