Lyrics

The devil did a number on me
He made me cry
He made me sad
Thought I was gonna die

The devil did a number on me
He made me scared
He made me fret
Till there was nothing left

The devil oh...

You think I'm crazy
You think I'm cold
You told your friends that the devil had a hold
On me and my mind
I was not fine
In any way
But I continued to play
In his show I was the lead
In his show I was the lead
Bowed to a standing ovation of pigs
Bowed to a standing ovation of pigs
Bowed to a standing ovation of pigs
Everyday
And I stayed

The devil did a number on me
He made me cry
He made me sad
Thought I was gonna die

The devil did a number on me
He made me scared
He made me fret
Till there was nothing left

The devil oh...

This makes me cringe
This makes me shame
My headstrong heart and the depth of my pain
Had no control
Over the day
But as I cried
He took me for a ride
On his back I was strapped on tight
On his back I was strapped on tight
Even though I had a dang good fight
Even though I had a dang good fight
Even though I had a dang good fight
He did not let go
Never once

So it's a fixture
It's an art
It left its mark, on my soul, and on my heart
Keep me moving
Keep me sane
Let me breathe, let me run around the plain
So I can be free and bold
So I can be free and bold
And believe the things I've been told
Believe the things I've been told
Believe the things I've been told
About you
About life, about death, about the devil, about god, about this...

The devil did a number on me
He made me cry
He made me sad
Thought I was gonna die

The devil did a number on me
He made me scared
He made me fret
Till there was nothing left