The devil’s gone to dinner
A lie is just a lie but it doesn’t matter anyway
Here I am somewhere
On Highway 89, let my mind walk
I can’t ask you to forgive me
It’s not about the money
You’re way too proud to beg
Smoke me, shoot your life away
I can’t ask you to forgive me
The devil’s gone to dinner
He’d rather be a victim and have someone to blame
Thirty miles an hour
Red lights glare in the dark on my face
I can’t ask you to forgive me
It’s not about the money
You’re way too proud to beg
Smoke me, shoot your life away
I can’t ask you to forgive me
There’s a man in the sky waiting for me
Who knows all the things I’ve done
Good and bad, good and bad
I can’t ask you to forgive me
It’s not about the money
You’re way too proud to beg
Smoke me, shoot your life away
I can’t ask you to forgive me
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