The devil speaks spanish I met her in Denver She had a pixie cut and a Hepburn strut She said good was love, happiness and never saying sorry Evil was screwing strangers After co*ktail parties So here we are at the top of a parking garage We were eating burger king then she asked for a ma**age I pulled her shirt up Admired the olive skin then I gently scratched Her back then ran my finger over her bra strap She laughed, patted me on the cheek and said thanks for the rub She spreaded her wings, gave me a wink and said demons don't love She stepped to the edge and did a swan dive from 6 stories high She was just a falling angel didn't want to fly Her wings arent broken and the sky isn't falling I keep my phone on silent But still look for the light in hopes thats she's calling I hope that she's calling Where you going madam of the dark damned past Where you going madam how long is this gonna last 2 years later and I'm buckled in a airplane Unshaven heartbroken but the stare is the same Wishing I could tear out my brain Cause that's where the drug is Somewhere in between, my memory and my luggage I'm standing in the middle of san fran Without a damn plan wishing I had a f**en gun in my hand I ain't got no pulse I left my heard in north Denver On the side of Federal on top of a note I never sent her But here I am, looking for love on Haight Street But all I see are d**, questions and answers with maybes Then all of a sudden, my periods turned to commas And my, paragraphs filled with pauses My questions marks turned to exclamations points Cause around the corner came my parking garage goddess Her hair was a little longer But she still had those same big beautiful eyes She gave me a smile and I felt my 2 year misery die Then it all came back when she spread those 2 wings that I despised I told her that I loved her Why? was the only question she could ask I put my hand on her cheek kissed her like Scarlet O'Hara Then watched her wings turn to ash Her horns turned into a halo of smoke Her forked tongue, turned to a spoon I blinked once I found myself, back in Denver Standing next to her in my living room I tried to shake off the confusion I rubbed my eyes, but as they focused she disappeared I stumbled to my bathroom And saw her reflection was me, standing in the mirror All I saw was the devil, standing in the mirror Her reflection was me standing in the mirror All I saw was the devil, standing in the mirror Where'd you go madam of the dark damned past Who am I madam how long's this gonna last