Charm and Poison

For every wrong step that you take I pierce your heart thrice on a bender. However, my fury is fake. You bleed your remorse - I surrender. My sharp poignant words of no shame And spirits are such a bad mixture - I've never been easy to tame - They paint such a frightening picture, They certainly prove me a ***** - It's one of my two real faces. You'll find charm and poison in each, Once trapped in my tender embraces.