Wicked Something wicked this way comes The first time you laid eyes on him He was wearing black Armani He looked like a movie scene Drinking dirty martinis He smiled at you in the mirrored bar When he caught you watching Now His attention is yours and you feel lucky But you'll be sorry He's wicked, he'll break your heart A tangled web he'll weave, and you'll be caught He flip ya and then he'll slip ya He's wicked, But you like it Hypnotizing, little line schemes Say you're so Pretty pretty pretty pretty Like he read your mind, he knows just what to say But when you look away he'll be on his blackberry He blows in the a thunderstorm One that shakes you all night He'll pull your hair just right Then be gone with morning light Love is just his game Your hearts the currency If you won't walk away I suggest you learn to play