Eleventyseven
Heaven for Devils
She's the holdup
In my heartbeat
She's the darkness
In my bloodstream
Baptized in the river
Scrubbed my soul clean
Then you show up
In my drug screen
She set a match to
My every honest dollar
Brought me chainsaw gas
When I needed water
I'm afraid, baby
Maybe they don't
Make enough duct tape for my halo
Oh, she take what she wanna
Oh, she get what she gonna
So light me up
Till I burn out completely
And send my ash
Down that old Tuckasegee
Cause they don't make
Any kеy that can free me
From living in this Heaven for Dеvils
Forever, Amen
She's the punchline
To my tattoo
She's the lipstick stain on my church suit
An angel waiting
On my deathbed
Venom tastes like sugar in my cornbread
Oh, she take what she wanna
Oh, she get what she gonna
So light me up
Till I burn out completely
And send my ash
Down that old Tuckasegee
Cause they don't make
Any key that could free me
From living in this Heaven for Devils
Forever, Amen
So light me up
Till I burn out completely
And send my ash
Down that old Tuckasegee
Cause they don't make
Any key that could free me
From living in this Heaven for Devils
Amen