Lyrics

The truth hurts, but it hurts me worse than it does you, still whatever does not kill you makes you stronger, I can't take you any longer, I know exactly what you're worth, all for one, nothing for the other, between the devil and the deep blue sea, I would not say it if I did not mean it, it might hurt you, but it's killing me.

Stormed so hard you would swear the devil been beating his wife, like the storm that ripped through my life, my esteem sinking, nearly out for the count, six of one, a dozen of the other, like between the devil and the deep blue sea, I would not say it if I did not mean it, it might hurt you, but it's killing me.

Our little war's over, all the pieces are where they lay, it was not worth the price I paid, I'm through swallowing pride, I'll rest where sleeping dogs lay, if six were nine, one or the other, it's between the devil and the deep blue sea, I would not say it if I did not mean it, it might hurt you, but it's killing me.