Chris Staples - Devil in the Woods lyrics

Two great people that we could have been Late one night on a river of sin We set out to locate them alone Digging your way out Digging your way out Digging your way out You're scratching me all up Devil in the woods Trash in the basement Cats in the alley And the signs are pointing nowhere Digging your way out Digging your way out Digging your way out You're scratching me all up Well I've seen true love before On the balconies In the corridors I've heard love made through apartment floors In the town where I grew up Behind your eyes Under your skin Mixed in your blood Where does it come from Where does it go