The Devil and I last night were alone in my house.
He laughed at my jokes, [bad word] a match, burned the place to the ground.
Never before in my life have I sifted through ashes so fine,
To find that my live was all gone, now just pain was all mine.

Oh how the townsfolk laughed at my ship in a bottle that the Devil and I set sail on before we sank straight to the bottom.

The Devil and I last night were alone in my house.
He laughed at my jokes, [bad word] a match, burned the place to the ground.
Never before in my life have I sifted through ashes so fine,
To find that my live was all gone, now just pain was all mine.

This ship was not built with these hands, or the hands of the Devil,
And my friends have all thrown me a line, but I'd rather go down with my vessel.