Frauds as friends, starts as ends
Big lights is actual love
But you in Manhattan rolling in deep satin
Was a painful and wonderful drug
Well, I've been coming down on a Grey
That is westbound to the sea
Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Dev il," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friend
'Cause if that's the case,
then that's just what I'll be
There's love when I'm leavin', there's
I'll set out runnin' alone
If I get a ride out of this place tonight
I'll gladly take myself home
So won't you call a cab, misses,
I heard life was a windin' road
There's no hounds or child around
But the devil follows where I go
Well, I've been comin' down
That is westbound to the sea
Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Dev il," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friend
If that's the case, then that's just what I'll
That is westbound to the sea
There a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Devil," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends
'Cause if that's the case,
then that's just what I'll be
