I danced with the Devil for too long
This new song will bring the truth to light of her true wrongs
I move on, knowing that progression is the only thing
I'll mention after she's gone, floating back to hell where she belongs
The Devil's dressed in red
She wishes I was dead
She tries to numb her pain when she's caught inside her head
A broken record scratching at her walls with everything I said
Just a wrecking ball in another home with her own bed
The Devil walks in Jordan's with a blood stained checkered jacket
Every time her mouth opens all you get is breath and maggots
Lies upon lies while she bats her pretty eyes
She'll crack another beer 'cause she's sad inside
Her grip finally loosened when I let go of hope
Not a marksman by far, her aim is off woah, but her scope, is now on my family
Claims she was taken off the road
I'mma make this last bitch I've only heard your echoes
If she spits inside a casket, the funeral's mine
Her love notes in a basket, I'll read them in time
I'm asking anybody knot the rope I'm hurting inside
I see the Devil in her jacket she's the first in line
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I hope the Devil stays away