My Queen Cobra

Cold-blooded killer Ride or die Sight in the back of her head Third eye Kind of scared of her My queen cobra Slinky black dress Cigarette glow Cards on the table All in I know Kind of scared of her My queen cobra Said she's gotta break my heart Takin' me straight down to Hell I don't care Do me wrong I'm under her spell Guns out baby Heart so pure But she's a little bit strong And I'm a lotta bit poor Kind of scared of her My queen cobra One kind girl in her wretched world She said she still likes music that hurts Heels on the table My future in hand She hums her tune like a last stand She don’t cry She don’t pay Told me love’s Just a losing play Kind of scared of her My queen cobra Had no last words There was no goodbye She just smiled as she passed me by Still scared of her My queen cobra