Alice Phoebe Lou Devil’s Sweetheart Lyrics

Hey you

You with your head in the clouds

You’ve been running around

On the tight ropes you found

In the minds of the weak you seek to speak

With fire on your tongue

Flames on your lungs

Your bow has stun

Many a sweetheart

Hey you

You with your eyes on the prize

Don’t you wear the disguise

That the truths of your lies unfold

To be told

To the victims of your steady rise

You’re prize at the expense of the weak

You’re on the peak and you dancing chick to chick with the devil’s sweetheart

With the devil’s sweetheart