A simple hi from him
She notices the cleanly cut gentleman
He knows she's pretty
She's heard of him, he's way too famous
"Can we be friends?", he subtly asks
She couldn't care less, one more brother with a crush
The Devil spies on them and gets to scheming
And now they dance to the Devil's beat,
The title track left on repeat.

Yes she couldn't care less
He doesn't give it a second thought
That she has a thing for radical men
A beautiful skin in pencil skirt is his weakness
While listening to his scriptural prowess
As he basks in her admiration
"He's too serious to be into women"
"We're too spiritual for emotions to tangle"
Forgetting that appearances of evil,
Are logical enough reasons to flee to safety.

She likes his love for Jesus,
He admires her passion.
They chat on social media
She gains his rapt attention
Then the excuses fly around,
How ladies are better listeners,
Plus, he's helping her grow
So they become friends a little too close,
She's awesome, he let's her know
The lines become blurred, boundaries invaded
Friendship becomes flirtation, caution diluted.
The red signs glaring, left disregarded.
Destruction is imminent, the descent, steep
But the fall graduated.

Now he sees her as the girlfriend he's too holy to have.
"Could he be my future husband?", her mind wanders
"Brother and Sister in the Lord" as Lucifer laughs.
And then he sets the trap, and swooping in...
He captures the prey with both fangs,
And like little ducklings,
They never stood a chance.

And now her skin is irresistible
It wont hurt to grant her figure a quick glance.
Now she blushes at his compliments,
As he waits for her after mass
He thinks of her at night before bed,
And the day he's not in church, the service becomes flat.
Now they're binding the Devil and quoting scriptures
When initial restraint was their only escape
For now...now, its too late.

Because now,
A simple hi from him is led by the beast within
And she's weakened by the clean cut gentleman
And like sheep in obeisance
Led to the slaughter, they destroyed their resistance
The warning signs ripped apart
At the edge of the pit, still dancing
Satan granted full permit.
For he held on, stared on and let down his guard
She dreamed a little and let emotions rule
And still we hold on, stare on and let down our guard,
Dreaming a little and letting emotions rule,
For just a second too long.