Words of Jezebel

I did it again,
I ripped your heart out;
freshly cut in my palms
But this time it didn't fit..

It slipped and it broke
but I didn't even try, to pick up all the little pieces of me,
and everything that mattered the most, to you.

It’s a shame,
I can't treasure it with all the other dozen of hearts I collected in my jar of hearts.
So I left it there with you, to put yourself back together again.

Look at you, you're a mess. 
But you know how the story goes  
Even The Wise King and all the king’s horsemen couldn't put humpty back together again.

But baby this isnt the first time I've done this.

So stop me.. 
STOP me before I brake more souls!
But that's if you can resist my touch
like fireworks that excite you,
with different shades of blues and greens;

and my speech.. haha my SPEECH;
smoother than oil, which no one can even grasp.
It just keeps going, right through your fingertips.

I'm everything you’ve ever wanted.
I’m your ideal, I’m your dream girl.
'm laced with seduction and you can't look away and with my wide eyes,
my wide eyes sparkle with deceit and lies that convince you.

You're the strongest of all men,
but right now I’m stronger than you and you put your trust into a women like me,
and you can't control me.
So I whisper in your ear,
“Nobody will ever know..”

You thought I’d build you up,
I can be your escape.
And it's now you think, 
"The moment looks good, but eternity is better.."

Your mind says one thing and your body does the other.
But if you can resist all that, good luck;
But right now, you’re giving in.. Yes you are.

And once I'm finished with you,
guilt comes in your thoughts,
and the silence between us,
and it starts beaming..
and it starts screaming!

 But you know what? 
I smile.. 
The devilish smirk you will never forget when you're with her,
or with your god,
and if there is a GOD,
where is He now!?
To save you from me?

But you gave in,
which makes me dominant,
and I wanted it!
You start thinking if you're so wise how you can be so stupid.
You and I both know this wasn't love.
Love can wait, lust cannot.

And I lured you in;
with my finest speech and clothes,
bracelets and jewelry that adorned me,  
and people warned you about me but with the finest sheets you came.

You are just another  number added to my list.
I sweep up your shattered heart,
different colors shine and I hand them to you.
Off you go with shame and disgrace,
holding your broken heart against your chest where it use be where there used to be a heartbeat.

 *slow heart beats*

You feel oppressed,
starting to feel depressed,
and it’s getting perplexed,
and you start thinking you’re possessed.

Now I stand and wait with my hand risen in the air for everyone to see,
wearing the mask to hide what's underneath. 
And it's all been said, and it's all be done. 
I wait and seek for my next victim that walks through those church double doors.