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