The Devil Wears Prada

It must have been something I said I made you wanna rip off my head I was thinking now was the time To let you know you're fucking out of your mind So go and feel how you wanna feel Can't control you, I told you Those voices are all in your head It's getting bad, let's just keep it real It's just making me hate you Those voices are all in your head So now I think I'm actually dead Handful of roses and she's wearing all red She's not the same, she's someone in disguise It's like a nightmare so I open my eyes So go and feel how you wanna feel Can't control you, I told you Those voices are all in your head It's getting bad, let's just keep it real It's just making me hate you Those voices are all in your head Ever since I hit it, that's when she started sinning She's like the devil with a cape looking for a victim She's got a compelling disguise, getting Glen Close Fatal Attraction with my mind, I'm feeling dead, yo Sex but the love is blind, she rests for them other kind Respect for them other guys, fuck her with no rubber on Yeah, I got the devil on my shoulder The other has an angel and he's telling me to slow up Then she blows up, this is one of those ‘oh, fuck' moments She playing games so I tell her just to grow up She's all about dishonor, so ashamed of all the things she do But she's addicted to the drama So I'mma do the right thing and just calm things She jumps to another level and acts like a wild thing Yeah, so now I'm doing what I gotta Escape the gates of hell because the devil wears Prada So go and feel how you wanna feel Can't control you, I told you Those voices are all in your head It's getting bad, let's just keep it real It's just making me hate you Those voices are all in your head