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The devils got a gun to my head...please dont pull the trigger...
How many times must I apologize before you learn to accept...
Well I hope and I pray...that youll end up with me someday...
But Id really rather wish that you didnt...
The devils got my heart in a vice again...please dont drop the hammer...
I swear to god Id be better off dead than to have to take you in to my bed...
Well I hope and I pray...that youll end up with me someday...
But Id really rather wish that you didnt...
Oooh, I want you...but I dont want to have to...
I never asked you to be my guide...I never asked you to be my life...
I never asked you to be my bride...I never asked you to be my wife...
But I need you like a drug....I need you like a drug....
I need you like a drug...
But drugs kill...and drugs slay...and I wont need you at all someday...
So Id really rather wish that you didnt....look at me that way...
Dont even look at me...with your pity...
Dont look at me...dont look at me....youre my devil...
The devils got a gun to my head.