Devil

Hey, Buddy! You remember me.

I'm in your head, and clear for you to see!

Remember when I told you not to join that girl cuz she'll suck?

Well, you have time to change, but don't press your luck.

You really should have just dumped that chick.

In the end, you'll get the short end of the stick.

You'll get bad habits stuck in your head,

and in the end, you'll wish you were dead.

Face it buddy, you'll be stuck on a chain!

Even the days that your girl makes rain.

And every time you have a wandering eye,

that little prick will yell at you to the sky!

You should have stayed the loner, and traveller by trade,

but now, you are stuck in this little parade.

You could have been a one-night stander, someone that could do as he felt!

But now, you'll be whipped, and whipped hard till you welt.

Oh, and just pointing the obvious, because obviously you can't see,

What you do to yourself is what you do to me!

I don't want to hug, I don't want to touch!

(Unless it's in bed, thank you very much)

So back away now, while you still stand.

You can see in others that you are on demand!

And yet I know that you will ignore me, because of a slip.

So what if those last people betrayed your friendship?

Sure, they were a bad crowd, but then again, so were you.

And while you were not the worst animal in the zoo,

you fit in with them, just sliding along,

singing your heart out for such a bad song.

You choked a kid, you spread confusion,

and all the while giving off the illusion,

that you were a nice kid, that it was not your fault,

when you fought a battle after enduring assault.

You caused your troubles, you started that fight,

after going and destroying all their work at night!

Sure, the idea was mine, but the actions were you,

with stealing, breaking, even tripping with the lace of a shoe!

So, sure hang with the girl, see what shes got,

see if she is the one that you sought.

But don't be surprised, when you look a different way,

your own heart will cry because of her dismay.

But you know deep down, that you really don't care.

You've manipulated worse scenarios with what's under your hair.

You thrive in the chaos, you love the side play,

although you deny it all everyday.