Kiss my head and bless this home
I come back late, I come back stoned
And sometimes, well, I don't come home at all
I've got bruises, it's not my fault
I mean, I'm dancing with the devil, dusk till dawn
You know me and him, well, we're never gonna get along
They locked me up, threw away the key
But underestimated my tenacity
And when they came for me in the morning sugar, I was gone
And I've got bruises, could be my fault
I mean, I'm dancing with that devil, dusk till dawn
But really, maybe, I should just be learning how to get along
If all that we are is fuel for the fire
I wanna live a few more good days
And If all that we are is fuel for the fire
I wanna live a few more good days
Bite your lip and move with me, rolling around
In your sheets, well, it's plain to see
Where, I should've been all along
You call me cocky, you call me god
You call me anything you want
Long as you call me when you're alone
I'll be your safety, I'll be your danger
I'll be familiar and I'll be your stranger
I'll be the lips that are pressed upon your throat
And I got bruises, it's plain to see
But give them time they're on the heal
Me and the devil, well, we're learning how to sing a song
If all that we are is fuel for the fire
I wanna live a few more good days
And If all that we are is fuel for the fire
I wanna live a few more good days
You wait for me, I will claw a way home
You wait for me, I will claw a way home
Kiss my head and bless this home
It's beauty like I've never known
Lying skin to skin, where, love can breathe
I kiss your lips and love the rest
Place your head upon my chest
Lying skin to skin, where love can breathe
If all that we are is fuel for the fire
I wanna live a few more good days
If all that we are is fuel for the fire
I wanna live a few more good days
If all that we are is fuel for the fire
I wanna live a few more good days
If all that we are is fuel for the fire
I wanna live a few more good days