The story I wish to tell
Took place some time ago
I met a girl, she cast a spell
Upon my soul
Her eyes as deep as two wells
Black polish on her nails
She smiled and said: Don’t trust me, boy
My name is Joy
She wove a web of lies between us
I fell for her because
The days we spent together
And nights we shared were sweet
She showed me hell through heaven
I kissed her lips and feet
She disappeared like she came
A shadow in the air
And now I know her very name
Her name is “despair”
She wove a web of lies between us
I fell for her because
The days we spent together
And nights we shared were sweet
She showed me hell through heaven
I kissed her lips and feet
She beat me, and no wonder
The game she played was foul
She left me torn asunder
She was my femme fatale
The days we spent together
And nights we shared were sweet
She showed me hell through heaven
I kissed her lips and feet
She beat me, and no wonder
The game she played was foul
She left me torn asunder
She was my femme fatale