It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm
We can roll ourselves over 'cause we're [bad word] Oh where the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip

Love is like a sin my love
For the one that feels it the most
Look at her with the eyes like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you, again

It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm
We can roll ourselves over when we're [bad word] Oh well the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip

Love is like a sin my love
For the one that feels it the most
Look at her with a smile like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you, again