The Road to Hell

He kissed you gently
And it felt so good
He kissed you deeply
And it felt better
He kissed you stupid
And what the hell happened?

He said he adores you
From your wild head of hair
To your toenails he'll paint red
Kneel in front of you
Warm the bottle up for you
Brush it like it's his blood on you

His words are magic
Yours are spells
Every word, every letter
Is poison to both of your wines
Poetry, webs and vines
Things that to his wife
He shall never tell
(sshh...)

You used to not mind
The sweet, sweet death
But there are whispers in your head...
Wrong things will never be right

Goodbye, Goodbye
Jawbreakers and milkshakes
Strawberry lollipops
Honey, you're a sinner
With sins that have been done many times before
You're on your way to becoming
A baby whore
You loved it then
But now you feel so sorry
You feel so dirty

And Brandon told you,
"He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when
You were young"*

And you're still young
And so naive
And you're so wise
Beyond your years

And you know, honey
If you continue this
You're on your way to hell

He said your demons make you perfect
It made your heart skip a beat
You thought it was touching,
You thought it was sweet
Until the bitter relization hits
If you continue on with this
When you die,
It'll be a real demon
You'll shake hands with

Born with eyes that say "corrupt me"
The virgin's gonna be a hellcat in bed
Even now, he can't get you out of his head
But there's a wife in his bed

And when he saw your lips
He said seal it with a kiss
Baby, seal it with a kiss
You both said
You'll never regret this

He said he'll find your keys
Play you like a piano
Ebony hair, ivory skin
He'll worship you like a goddess
Love you up, love you down
Make you crazy in the process

But you know in your heart
You'll never be the one
He'll never be the one
Illusions can only get you so far
Can only get you too far

He tells you to go
Swim away with him
He'll end up destroying you
And you destroying him
And even though he says
Loving you's his only mission
Darling, the road to hell
Is paved with good intentions


*Brandon Flowers, The Killers, "When You Were Young"