The Heart Attacks - Widowmaking lyrics

She's a k**er, for love And she can't get enough Flying real high, get caught in the web And the end result is a big ol' mess with her A k**er for love See there's no wine that tastes that sweet You'll be dead and gone on the floor at her feet No blood... poison It goes... A real widowmaker with aim so true Don't fall for her cos she's bound to take you, too My my my, there's so much proof Three souls depart for some afterlife unknown