I should’ve known that you’d show up
I should’ve known you’d know I was here
You’d think by now I’d be strong enough
To walk away when you walk in
Hell, I don’t know if it’s the whiskey or the neon
All I know is I ain’t got a prayer
you’re locked dressed kill
you know I ain’t going nowhere
Girl, you’re the words
the way
lip, in that face
you’re helping
I’m running a rebel
I know ain’t the first
It ain’t gonna be the that you make fall
When you’re the I guess it’s fault
I don’t the horns in halo
the devil was angel
Baby, I ain’t you’re the one blame
you can’t you tried hold down
a moth flying the flame
It’s too now
You’re the words
the way
lip, in that face
you’re helping
I’m running a rebel
I know ain’t the first
It ain’t gonna be the that you make fall
When you’re the I guess it’s fault
I don’t the horns in halo
the devil was angel
Even the devil was angel
Don’t know if it’s the whiskey or the neon
All I know is I ain’t got a prayer
you’re locked dressed kill
you know I ain’t going nowhere
So the words
the way
lip, in that face
you’re helping
I’m running a rebel
I know ain’t the first
It ain’t gonna be the that you make fall
When you’re the I guess it’s fault
I don’t the horns in halo
the devil was angel
Was angel
Oh baby, the devil was angel
