Show me the Devil (Angel in Hell)

Show me the devil,
So that we can dance,
Like when we were little when we'd run holding hands.
Show me the devil.
And give me a paper crown
And sooner or later I'll take the dark flight down.

You used to whisper that
I was your butterfly
Used to take me up and into
A cerulean sky.
You'd let me go:
And as I fell,
You'd remind me that I was the angel that belongs in hell.

Show me the devil,
So that we can dance,
Like when we were little when we'd run holding hands.
Show me the devil.
And give me a paper crown
And sooner or later I'll take the dark flight down.

I used to pretend that
I was more than just your toy.
Used to play make-believe that
you couldn't lie.
You'd kiss me hard,
Lips fooling me,
Making me into the puppet that sits on the strings you weave.

Show me the devil,
So that we can dance,
Like when we were little when we'd run holding hands.
Show me the devil.
And give me a paper crown
And sooner or later I'll take the dark flight down.