I really hate it when we're tied together

I really hate it when we're tied together

I really hate it when we're tied together

Wonder if we're stuck forever

Hitching down the road of passion

I'm hitching down the road of passion

I'm hitching down the road of passion

Even when it's out of fashion

They say that nothing lasts forever

They say that nothing lasts forever

They say that nothing lasts forevеr

It's also said that fate is clever

Dеvil, get out of my action

Devil, stay out of my passion

Devil, get out of my action

Devilry is out of fashion

Devil, devil keep a-popping up

Try to hand me a bottle

Devil, devil keep a-popping up

And try to hand me a bottle

But I keep on refusing his gift

'Cause there's a mental shift

When I bring the spirits to my lips

Devil, devil try to own me

But no one owns me

I've got a mind of my own

Devil, devil try to own me

But no one owns me

I've got a mind of my own

Devil, devil try to own me

But no one owns me

There's a fate that ties this world together

There's a fate that ties this world together

There's a fate that ties this world together

Wonder if we're stuck forever

Tired of the mean and pointless

I'm sick of all the pain and sorrow

I'm pissed about a cursed tomorrow

No one knows the way to go

Devil, devil keep a-popping up

And try to hand me a bottle

Devil, devil keep a-popping up

And try to hand me a bottle

But I keep on refusing his gift

'Cause there's a mental shift

When I bring the spirits to my lips

Devil, devil try to own me

But no one owns me

I've got a mind of my own

Devil, devil try to own me

But no one owns me

I've got a mind of my own

Devil, devil try to own me

But no one owns me

I'm going home

Devil, devil try to own me

But no one owns me

I'm going home

Devil, devil try to own me

But no one owns me

I'm going home