Fifth house

You ran off with the devil
You went home with him
You parted my lips with your shotgun
And blew me open with a grin
Now I’m black with the ashes baby
When you burn down my fifth house
I got myself some whiskey
I got my gun down off the shelf
Ill make my own exorcism
Ill send him back to hell myself

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s