Dinner With The Devil

Lemme make me a drink
Mix a little spite with a bit of self loathing
Tell myself I’m single because maybe I’m broken
Wait somebody’s giving me attention
Maybe I’ll let him
Telling me I’m sweet but a little controlling
Maybe I’d be hotter if I wore that guy’s clothing
Damn it’s like I’m talking to the devil
Fucking judgmental

But oh my God he seems so charming
I say what could be the harm in this
So take me home, take me home
Take me

Cruel, cruel words were said
All the voices in my head tell me
You’re on a whole other level
Boy, don’t you know you’re the devil?
D-d-d devil

It’s true, I’ve been to hell shit I go every weekend
People looking in might see the garden of Eden
D-d-d-damn if only they knew
The things I put me through
Ditching all my friends sitting alone in silence
Waiting for the devil and his self aware violence
Therapy will tell you it’s a cycle
Villain archetypal

But isn’t it just so romantic
To be such a gorgeous train wreck damn
Just take me home, take me home
Take me

Some days I think shit I got that special sauce

And what a shame it is to be so reckless with the love I give
Welcome to my mind palace, divine madness
The devil lives here I guess God does too
I can eat pray love myself burning red
But I can also paint the world blue
Last night I held on tight to my own hand
Danced with the devil oh what a man
You know he acts like, sounds like, talks like me