You're making me drop things I can't hold my cup My state of being Isn't what it was The light. The light And my eyes adjust What's for sure is Devil enough I'm fighting words and I'm tired and stained It's a good thing you hate Being entertained The Lights! The Lights! Don't give it another thought Tonight! Tonight Is devil enough Tonight, tonight Is devil enough And you're making me drop things I can't even hold a cup Taking up the oxygen Until it's all used up You'll get streets ahead You can teach the dead How to mourn And how to love And I can't even hold a cup Talk to my coffee Nicely, in sighs In the morning, just softly The light. The light The light. The light ‘Don't beat yourself up' What's for sure is Devil enough Yea, what's for sure is Devil enough