Met him on a barstool
where he never let a glass go empty
Could have been the water or whiskey
That pretty little woman,
oh, from Tennessee
Was going down, down, down, down
Fell in love so quick
she didn't even notice
the switch
when it comes down to it
that wo man made a mistake
when she fell for him going
down down down down
bad line leave him behind
he ain't no good and he'll bleed you dry
bad line hate to see
you cry well that guy
he's a different kind of devil
pray that you let go
he's a different kind of devil devil
Pray that you let go
Always had a tongue behind
teeth
Never wanted anyone to see
What had become the dream
How it all fell back into the
memories
Don't you hear them talking,
she said
Stayin' on the side of the bed
When you see the scars under her dress
The whole thing's gonna end up a
lottery
Mad life, you'll be fine
If you run for your life,
run for your life, run for your life
Mad life, leave him behind,
he ain't no
And you'll bleed to dry, bad and lonely
To see you cry with that guy
He's a different kind of devil,
pray that you let go
He's a different kind of devil,
devil,
pray that you let go