Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

At the eleventh hour, I'm still at sixes and sevens,

Now I know all that glitters is not gold,

Everything about me, it's all at sea,

Back to square one, with a clock full of black numbers,

That refuse to pass,

Refuse to pass,

Swing with me honey,

While the gallows man shows me the ropes,

Show me the ropes,

Life loaded the dices against me,

And one swallow doesn't make a spring,

I'd like to think that there's method in our madness,

But I've been crying wolf for too long now, without any help at all,

Entrenched in misery,

Wherever the wolves go...

I'll follow them,

Because they follow you,

Every morning is the dawn of a new error

Getting marching orders baby,

In time with the horrible sound,

Of heartbreak echoing,

Through the dirty streets of our ugly town,

Between the devil and the deep blue sea,

We'll start a war tonight,

Repeat!

Desire is the deadliest form of delay,

Desire is the reason we howl at night,