Oh, I've been slamming my head through windows Just to take away the pain With the ground up above and the sky below I've watched my soul drippling down the drain
And baby, baby boy You know you got me I'm your toy But you can't play me, for a fool You reel me in, but I'm the spool
And baby, I'm not your play thing But the devil makes work for idle hands Yes baby, I'm not your play thing But the devil makes work for idle hands
Idle hands and man's so scares, He runs straight into loves dark lair Hands gripped walls to lead him where? He do not know, he do not care
And baby, I'm not your play thing But the devil makes work for idle hands Yes baby, I'm not your play thing But the devil makes work for idle hands
Idle hands and man's so scares, He races into loves dark lair Hands gripped walls to lead him where? He do not know, he do not care
So now I'm hiding my head in the sandpit Just to take away the shame With the devil on both shoulders I can see there's no one to blame
And baby, baby boy You think you got me I'm your toy But you can't play me, for a fool Take your idle hands, and find another tool