Black Widow Songtext
von The Stabs

There she is through the smoke and cross the room
Begging on her knees, she regrets and being real cool
Little do you know she′s also super sitting there
And regardless of how charming you are you're gonna wake up dead Buy her a drink and make her the small talk and see it there
She′s only faking interest despite the look on her face
This is a game, she got you alone and then she'll pull out a blade
She'll have her way with you and then she′ll send you to your grave

Looks like you finally got what you deserve
A knife to the back of the head from the hand of a pretty girl
You can call it comeuppance or you could put it down to fate
You always were a sucker for a pretty face