passed by a pride of city kids
what would it be like to be one?
you were a city kid but a church baby too.
Gramma protected you.

Still a city kid, you split into two
din't go south, but yer just a coquette
that's why everyone wants to...

yer still a little brat, an ingrate 
what's wrong with you?
In my time of need, you've abandoned me.
Stopped speaking.


maybe I'm the devil.
maybe I'm tempting you with my extra loose-fitting sweatpants.

i'm not the devil and yer breaking my heart.


emotionally stunted,
how can you know God without a struggle?
take what you want and rationalize, throw out the rest.
He vomits those who teeter on the fence.

what happened to the days I could call you anytime,
be greeted with a happy hello, instead of Mal'occhio
everything changes so quick.

I've given you everything.
All i get is a cold shoulder.
Maybe you've never touched me because you're scared to.
Maybe you've always been afraid


maybe I'm the devil.
maybe I'm tempting you with my graciously placed acne scars.

i'm not the devil and yer breaking my heart.


I think this is the world where god will disown
the ones who claim to know him or her
maybe god hates everything you love
leaving no room for doubt and idol heart for fame
looking like what you wanna be , making me want to stray

maybe you're the temptress
you look like you ought to be
must be a temptress.
everyday i'm tortured by you.
maybe i'm not who you think I am just for how I think about you

maybe you're the devil 'cause yer breaking my heart.