He calls me the devil, I make him wanna sin. Every time I knock, he can't help but let me in, must be homesick for the real. I'm the realest it gets, you probably still adore me with my hands around your neck...
Can you feel the warmth?, 'Cause my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol. Where I'm coming from, yeah, Is a darker side of me that makes you feel so numb...
'Cause we're hot like hell, does it burn when I'm not there?
When you're by yourself, am I the answer to your prayers? I'm giving you the pleasure of heaven, and I'll give it to you hotter than hell