All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground. I might be apart of this Ripple on water from a lonesome drip A fallen tree that witness me Him and me. the life its self can not aspire To have someone be so admired

He don't like that He wants his life back He wants to go back home Poor guy that man John Thomas His woman truly was a devil And she wasn't all that honest She tore him down on every level You're a no good lazy motherfucker Gotta a shit job you worthless

I've done made the devil a deal He made me pretty He made me smart I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you I'm hell on heels, say what you will I'm hell on heels Say what you will And I'm going to break me a million hearts This diamond ring on my hand

North of heaven, south of Santa Fe Somewhere north of heaven Where eagles fear to fly Where the sun burns hot as the devil's gate The desert meets the sky Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angel's face Where the rain don't fall and the grass don't

He's a good time cowboy Casanova Leaning up against the record machine He looks like a cool drink of water But he's candy-coated misery He's the devil in disguise A snake with blue eyes And he only comes out at night Gives you feelings that you don't

Take me down there Photographic relapse People feeding frenzy The devil is so lovely Shake your spear at Shakespeare Gaining independence Then themselves, then themselves By myself, by myself Plagiarized existence exist

I said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read

There's not a thing you can do You're fucked and I am too I can't remember the last time I smiled Behind these eyes there's a devil inside Oh God I know I'm fucked Something is just not right I need to leave this place Out of mind, out of sight My evil

Wanna way out Ghetto walkin' (Ghetto walkin') Streets to find me (Streets to find me) Devil's watching (Devil's watching) They can't hold me down When I was young Nobody told me, don't fall for traps Good will hunt it Now I'm old, in this game

Am I insane? The devil came to take me to hell But I'm already there. I won't let you be the death of me Bring me down I won't let you make me out to be The one who's in the wrong Trapped in my brain Am I alone?