Oh, to take sorrow and use it as a crutch
And have all you need and never know it is such
Oh, to want the warmth of fire and get the burn os it's touch
I think about way too much
The Devil's got my secret, he swore he'd never tell
I left it for safe-keeping, I'll pick it up in Hell
I met you stroke only once, the thought stroke more than twice
Honesties of virture that is wavering like a vice
It screams in two directions, yeah, it cuts like a knife

I'll think about you all my life
Devil's got my secret, he swore he'd never tell
I left it for safe-keeping, I'll pick it up in Hell, I'll pick it up in Hell
Should I choose the one way and my life goes on
My world's not broken, my home's not gone
Oh, but should I choose the other, so sweet and wrong
Know I'll think about you then continue on
Devil's got my secret, he swore he'd never tell
I left it for safe-keeping, and, he keeps it well
Devil's got my secret, he swore he'd never, never tell
I left it for safe-keeping, I'll pick it up in hell
And will pick it up in Hell, I'll pick it up in, in Hell