You're good, too good, it couldn't be true
You know I'm the kind of girl that would fall for you.
You're skilled in deception, highly trained in lies
So quick with hellos, and sly with goodbyes
A master of hypnosis, a thief in disguise
The warmth in your smile shows not in your eyes.
Your world is small but you've conquered it all
You stare me down, owning me, when we pass in the hall
You're obviously charming, cunning, and coy
You're a regular Slytherin - is your name Malfoy?