Texty: Mindy Smith. Long Island Shores. Little Devil.

To my surprise I turn around
The devil's got a hold on me
How was I supposed to know
The devil got so damn pretty?

Oh, you little devil
You got so pretty, you little fool

He pulls me in, he tears me down
He chews me up just to spit me out
But he holds me close like he's my best friend
When I open up he steals everything
He's gone again

I thought he'd have two big horns
and look at me with big red eyes
Instead he wore those baby blues
and whispered promises and lies

Oh, you little devil
You got so pretty, you little fool

He pulls me in, he tears me down
He chews me up just to spit me out
And he holds me close like he's my best friend
When I open up he steals everything
He's gone again

Oh, how he loves to watch me fall
He doesn't know I've already lost it all...

He pulls me in, he tears me down
He chews me up just to spit me out
And then he holds me close like he's my best friend
When I open up he steals everything
And he's gone again
He steals everything
And he's gone again...