My irresistible allure pulls you in,
Like a moth to flame,
You have a snowball chance in hell to resist,
I disarmed you from the first hello,
Weakened in the knees,
You can't walk away from me if you wanted.

Despite knowing there'll  be a hell to pay,
I play a Russian roulette with your emotions,
Every red flag you see, I tell you it's a carnival season,
With charming words and honey laced lips,
I leave you in peril and confusion,
Why must it be this way,
You can't tell me go , you can't tell me stay.