Your [bad word] device
your blood like ice
one look could kill
my pain, your thrill

Your mouth so hot
your web, I'm caught
your skin, so wet
black lace, on sweat

You're poison...
You're poison...
You're poison...
You're poison...

I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison.

You're poison...
You're poison...
You're poison...
You're poison...
You're poison...
You're poison...
You're poison...