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