Looks sweet to the taste,
but bitter mistress,
she torments
swept me of my feet
dancing with the demon,
that one last dance
poisons my insides,
you sure you want to take that sip?
I will leave you with no cash
you won't have the last laugh.  
I'll leave you with jitters and sweats,
wake up with no recollection
of what's been done and said
but a dizzy, nautious feeling
of everything closing in
There be no escape
waking up with a sore head
repeat, drink, sleep
exactly the same thing every day.  

I woke up once from her spell…
in a coma state half awake
half asleep sat alone in the dark
in a park with no idea of how
I've got there hearing
muffled voices  

feeling alone
cold, confused and scared,
figured I wouldn't be here
so I no longer had any fear.

Alcohol got her revenge...

she led me on the path
and left me again.