She's the eye of the storm born in the city I live Her vanity's dressed up as virtue in broke shoes in our schools with tattoos upon the skin She used to make do, but now she makes men Fall at her feet, weak, their tongues leak, they try to stop talking cause now they don't make any sense She was never academic She couldn't draw a thing But she had power over men She had power over men She had power over So I drove to the bar now I'm sipping on gin I stare into space as the place seemed to get that little bit of something it was missing She walked in, I could say she looked good, I could say she's just a friend But that would just be me throwing you off the scent, she's everything an understatement has She's under my skin Like an anesthetic You'll never feel a thing Cause she had power over men She had power over men She had power over But as with any gift, there's always a twist She can never really kiss, cause there's nothing we'll miss Like giving everloves, you can never really win It's the burden and a curse of her power over... Men She had power over men She had power over men She had power over men She had power over men She had power over men She had power over