I was born a day in December
Where devils and angels clash.
An impropriety of the upper class
They couldn’t remove with cash.
The day I was brought to her
She sat and screamed my name
Everyone heard the blast that day
They decided I was shame.
Was to be a bit of both
Neither here nor there
A wanderlust of freedom
Found absolutely everywhere.
Scarlet would be my middle name
Nobody could pronounce my first.
There is no freedom that lust resolves
When you are a woman that is cursed.
I decided it was my mission in life
To screw with all their heads.
Men didn’t use them anyway
Especially in worn out beds.
I decided to play dumb for a while
Steal their hearts and run
Boys don’t go chasing after things
That love to carry a gun.
A dangerous woman is a pretty one
That knows the game you play.
Old, young, fast, or slow
I’ll take your pain away.