A crimson rose sits inside my hand
I'm picking petals, trying to understand
I haven't felt like this for a man in ages
You know I don't know what you do to me
You make me someone I don't wanna be
Your sweet talk makes me tune out everything I see
One day you're gonna make me bleed
Just like a thorn in my side
You're just a thorn in my side
Yet all I see are those bright red petals
I see angels in the devil
I call you on the phone when loneliness sinks in
I need to feel you on my skin
I open the door and you're licking your lips
I know I shouldn't let you in
You know I don't know what you do to me
You make me someone I don't wanna be
Your sweet talk makes me tune out everything I see
One day you're gonna make me bleed
Just like a thorn in my side
You're just a thorn in my side
Yet all I see are those bright red petals
I see angels in the devil
You know I don't know what you do to me
You make me someone I don't wanna be
Your sweet talk makes me tune out everything I see
One day you're gonna make me bleed
Just like a thorn in my side
You're just a thorn in my side
Yet all I see are those bright red petals
I see angels in the devil
You're just a thorn in my side
You're just a thorn in my side
Yet all I see are those bright red petals
I see angels in the devil