The Devils Got His Place in Me

The tales of lies and all those things We tought about those days The certainty that judgment brings And all those petty ways The papers on the desk that day The sun is coming soon If I could force another smile It'd probably be for you So lay here baby, drink this wine We've got music in our hearts But the devil's got his place in me And there's no color to his art So I'll lay my head with spinning stars And the poet's broken dream And sip this poison while I dance to this off tempo beat And I feel those broken in my heart Their tears are like my own I see the fields where blood is spilt Where all good men turn to bone And the torture of a thousand years of human story The killing of the innocent while the wealthy sow their seeds So lay here baby, drink this wine We've got music in our hearts But the devil's got his place in me And I don't know where to start So I'll lay my head with spinning stars And the poet's broken dream And sip this poison while I dance to this off tempo beat And I'll fall asleep forevermore My face will never show I'll leave your house at 5 am Kiss your cheek before I go And I'll write down all those precious words that I could never say Cos' the devil's got his plance in me And I'm meeting him today