I'm a friend of Evil I'll never lie alone in the Night If it's only you what are you gonna do so close to the edge All these broken dreams and so much in between yet nothing at all No breaking through It's looking bleak for you So whatcha gonna do? There's no getting through She's out for blood Gotta sow your oats riding loaded straight in the red Just slinging hooks and stealin looks still worse for the wear
So many years of pulling punches I'm bruised most of all That TV Eye bringing jealous cries So whatcha gonna do? There's no getting through She's out for blood Same mistakes a lifetime out for blood I still believe they are orders from above Bracing for the calm before the flood There still remains no good advice on love