She has jet-black eyes and a raven-haired mane
With a soul to match, she is certifiably insane
She used to be your friend, but not anymore
Shouting like an animal, she was banging at your door
Out of control, she is spreading evil lies
In the middle of the night you can hear her anxious cries
A woman possessed by darkness in her heart;
Her fears and insecurities have driven you apart
Consumed by jealousy, she oversteps the line
She wants to claim him back, saying: “he is mine”
On a path of self-destruction, screaming on the floor
I can confirm the fact: you’re living with the Devil next door