Текст песни The Devil's Gone to Dinner

The devil’s gone to dinner A lie is just a lie but it doesn’t matter anyway Here I am somewhere On Highway 89, let my mind walk I can’t ask you to forgive me It’s not about the money You’re way too proud to beg Smoke me, shoot your life away I can’t ask you to forgive me The devil’s gone to dinner He’d rather be a victim and have someone to blame Thirty miles an hour Red lights glare in the dark on my face I can’t ask you to forgive me It’s not about the money You’re way too proud to beg Smoke me, shoot your life away I can’t ask you to forgive me There’s a man in the sky waiting for me Who knows all the things I’ve done Good and bad, good and bad I can’t ask you to forgive me It’s not about the money You’re way too proud to beg Smoke me, shoot your life away I can’t ask you to forgive me