Bitch in Red

You want an experience?
Tag you’re it
I’ll be your acid trip
I’ll make your head spin
I’m as illegal as hard drugs
The kind of girl who’ll wrap you up
And tear you down
Recreate you and make you.
Russian Roulette isn’t for the faint of heart.
When you love me
You take a chance
And when Cupid’s bullet breaks your head
I’ll kiss it better
Because it’s just not that kind of day
And the cards aren’t right anyway.
We’ll draw a lover from the tarots.
Our blood and chocolate
In the bedroom
And the guillotine waiting
For the next Alice
To try to steal what’s mine
So look this way, look this way
I’m all for good gambles
But if you take a good look at a blonde in blue lingerie
This bitch in red will break out the death card
And scream,
“Off with your head!”

Lauren Hatch